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15 May 2014 @ 11:44 pm
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMIMAMMA!  
To Dear mummimamma, the happiest of days! You are my favourite fleet-footed Moomin!

I have no other news, save that I have nearly reached the end of work hell, and that my kitten is a genius escapologist.

The other morning I poked my head out of the window to say goodbye to the cats in the run. Rusketus's reply came from above me, and was a bit urgent.

He was on the roof. The nearly 5m-high roof.

Where he had jumped to from the top of the cat-run wall, which is in itself about 3m high.

After 45 minutes of woman-handling a giant ladder, which I did not go very far up as I was on my own, luring him to a lower part of the roof and trying to convince him that the Mynah birds were not new friends as they swooped and scolded him, I finally caught him and was able to lock the cats inside and head off for work. Late.

I knew how he had made it to the top of the run: he swarms up the mesh like a sailor on the Victory and then parades up and down the wooden frame. To get back down, he jumps onto the mesh hammocks that are slung in a stepped fashion below the living room window for the cats to enter and leave the cat run. But I had been convinced the nearly 2m vertical jump from the frame to the roof would be beyond him, and so it proved. Instead, he leapt diagonally onto the guttering for the lower roof section, about 1.2 horizontal metres (4 feet) and nearly as much vertically. All with a long drop to concrete below.

That night we spent three hours 'kitten-proofing' the run. He managed to lock us out while we were at it by dint of running up and down the back screen door wailing until he kicked the latch into 'lock'. Happily, we were able to sort it from outside.

The next morning, we let them out into the run, impressed by our handiwork. He swarmed up the wall of the run and met our barrier and was stopped. We congratulated each other. He came back down and sat there investigating it for 15 minutes.

Just as I finished my hair, I heard a familiar miaow. Sure enough, when I popped my head out, there he was, on the roof.

Luckily, Mr B was still home and he is a foot taller than me, so the catching part of the story went far more smoothly, but suffice to say, no cat is going outside until we can fix it on the weekend. The older two have been showing their displeasure in vomit.

I cannot believe that with a combined age of 92, we are being out-thought by a kitten! The shame!
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Loyaulte Me Lie: tell shocolateshocolate on May 15th, 2014 04:58 pm (UTC)
Your kitten is extraordinary!
Kristina Andersson: Can I Play? (by Dolimir)kriscat on May 15th, 2014 06:30 pm (UTC)
I think Rusketus and my Boris would be fast friends. Boris likes to spend parts of his days on roofs, this far only garage and shed roofs, (ours and both my neighbours) and the roof on my neighbours catrun. (I think he was looking for a way to get them out of jail.) But I know he's plotting to find a way up on the house roof... I've had several cats who've all been able to go in and out as they pleased, but this is the first cat I've found on a roof. Thankfully, he can climb down on his own. :)
Shivshiv5468 on May 15th, 2014 06:56 pm (UTC)
See. Cat's are ebil
sassy_cissasassy_cissa on May 15th, 2014 07:21 pm (UTC)
Our cat decided some time ago that our bedroom window is the perfect way to get in and out of the house. The window leads out to a small roof that overlooks the deck. This would be fine if he would do it when we are around to open the screen. However, he decided the screen was a hindrance to his adventures and ripped it to shreads in the fall. Winter came with a vengeance and kitty was inside.

Now the weather has turned so spousal-unit repaired said screen. Cat showed his extreme displeasure with his "route" being blocked again by ripping the new screen to shreds and pulling several articles of spouses running things out onto the roof of the house.

Sometimes pets really are too smart for us. *sigh*

Good luck with yours. ♥
Klara: Everything is under controlmummimamma on May 15th, 2014 07:42 pm (UTC)
Thank you!!

Kittens are smart, thankfully cats often gets lazier and don't escape as much.
anna_wing on May 16th, 2014 02:51 am (UTC)
Oh my. Yes, Cat2 is like that.
Silvain: silvainshadows on May 16th, 2014 11:14 am (UTC)
*quietly cracking up* Your kitten is too smart for his own good. I wish you luck in keeping him off the roof in the future.

Also, now I wish I could have a cat.
bad punctuation and porn popping out of a cake: got;; gaspincandescent on May 17th, 2014 01:44 am (UTC)
Oh god. The ingenuity of cats. Hahaha. I'm glad you're managing, though. :)
Nennenenne on May 18th, 2014 02:46 pm (UTC)
Out-thought no less! *G*
Jae: LOL - Timeaenchanted_jae on May 18th, 2014 08:01 pm (UTC)
I am ashamed that I found such amusement in your predicament.

*guffaws quietly*
valkyrie17valkyrie17 on May 27th, 2014 05:59 am (UTC)
My last cat was an escape artist. She could open doors by turning the knobs with her paws if there was counter near the door that she could sit on. She could get out of most harnesses in minutes. she also liked to spend time on roofs...not necessarily ours. We eventually stopped letting her out of the house.
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