The window by the dining room table is Andy’s preserve. That’s where he watches the rose-bush birds and people doing people things outside.
This morning, however, I heard cat chattering, something I haven’t heard Andy do, but Dougy does for any prey he sees and can’t get. The other day, he was chattering at a wasp!
Yes, today, Dougy was on the windowsill chattering, and, presumably (since Andy told me so and I didn’t bother to verify…!) Dougy is the kitty that knocked the plant off the windowsill trying to catch birds through the screen.
I put the plant back up on its perch before I took these photos, of course. Amazingly enough, it’s remained in place through three cats using that sill for bird watching. Today is the first mishap it’s suffered. Fortunately, it landed in a way that did little damage to it or its pot.
“Good potted plant! As much as I neglect you, you should be dead!” I thought.
Enough for today. Andy just stopped by to get his chin and whiskers rubbed.