On the balcony with Ella . . .
What is out here?
Why is that lady yelling at me to get back inside – I can see the birds so much better from here?
Remove me from the balcony railing will you? I will seek my revenge.
She cannot watch all the time, she will get lazy, and I will have freedom once more.
Act casual, she is distracted by Facebook and will soon forget you are out here.
I am the good cat.
She is still watching me, time to change strategies.
I want nothing to do with this.
Why oh why is my life so hard! I just want to go stare at birds on a tiny, tiny ledge!
Life is just not worth living, I might as well end it all.
Good-bye everyone, if I cannot live in a world that is free, I will not live at all.
She’s so dramatic, just enjoy the sun and the catnip.
Did someone say catnip?
***No cats were harmed in the making of this post, although I got scratched a few times trying to keep Ella inside the balcony.***