Remember Hughs question about height and cats?
Well, i got to bed pretty darn late last night due to derby practise, so gave myself permission for a 15 minute lay in. But of course Toby, being the 'i am hungry' alarm clock that he is started bunting me and rubbing round and pawing me .. the usual 'mum, i want something' thing we all know and love.
I did my best to ignore him and then somehow ... i am not entirely sure how ... he fell right off the bed! Now, i am about 5ft 2" and i can walk under my bed with ease, so its high!
I scream 'Nooo ...' as i see him tumble, too far away for me to grab him. I then look down holding my breath, expecting a dead or injured kitty, but nope. He was sat there looking up at me and proceeded to meow for breakfast.
He has since had his morning stroll in the garden and a nibble of said breakfast (Mr Fusspot is not impressed with the menu this morning .. ).
Anyway, he is fine, but he gave me a real fright. I guess he did that turning his body around in the air thing to land on his feet. I have always loved watching that in slow motion on the tv. Nice to know Toby has the knack.
So anyway, Hugh. As recent events has just proved, middle aged, lazy, plump cats seem to survive falls of over 5ft pretty well, so i think Peggy will be fine
How bizarre though that i just posted in Hughs thread last night about my concerns regarding Toby falling out of bed ...