Friday, August 31, 2012
How I celebrated
After wrapping up at the casita where I lived all summer and finishing up my contract, I came home and enjoyed breakfast as late lunch (or early dinner?) on the terrace of my new home and sat and read a bit closer to the end of a one of those books you enjoy and don't want to end.
Look who decided to join me.
They wandered out and then back in and then out again to chase a bug (unfortunately a wasp) and then in and then out . . .
I hoped it would be a while before they jumped onto the wall (and possibly beyond to the roof) ... but I knew that whenever the inevitable happened, Grace Hopper would be the first . . . and Johnny Be Good would soon follow her ... and as I was typing this, guess which brave kitty was first to leap without knowing what she'd fid on the other side?
First on this wall (an inside wall with roof on the other side ... then on the outside wall (with nothing but the ground far below) and then, followed by Johnny.
Monkey see, monkey do.