nearly had a heart attack...
Ariel was in one of her psycho/hyper moods last night, and I decided to find her "tail" and work off some of the minimal chunk she's put on recently. Her "tail" is this mouse tail that came off of the actual mouse, which has long since disappeared. It's furry, white, about six inches long, and Ariel's best friend.
The house we're staying at is very open-concept... the living room, where were were playing, is on the upper level and has a railing that looks out over the sitting area below, which looks down over the kitchen. It's sort of hard to explain, but there are no walls, except around the bedrooms and bathrooms, only railings.
So I was tossing Ariel her tail and she would freak out and chase it and gnaw on it, then scamper off while I retrieved it and tossed it to her again. She started batting at it, knocking it across the floor, and accidentally sent it over the edge of the living room into the sitting area below. Without a pause, she followed it over, about six feet down.
I know she's a cat, but she's never really been a big jumper, so for a minute my heart stood still. I started toward the stairs to see if she was okay, only to find her trotting toward me, making her little chirping noises with the tail dangling from her mouth. I underestimated her again.