Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Upstairs Neighbourcat needs purrs
This is Upstairs Neighbourcat.
He likes to lean over his balcony and talk to me! We talk about floof and stuff, 'cause Jack and Persephone have none!
Sometimes he leans out really far.
We think last night he leaned out too far, 'cause we heard him meowing and meowing, and Mom-lady-Person went out on the balcony to look, but she heard the meowing from the ground instead of above, so she went down to look with a flashlight because she didn't think it was him anymore but thought the kitty sounded sad and scared.
But he knows this is his building so when she got downstairs we heard her open the door and he was right there waiting at the door and he said thank you and went in with her and she took him upstairs to his home, and banged on the door so loud we could hear it down here, until his people woked up and came and opened the door and let him in his house again.
But Mom-Lady-Person says he was hurt, probably because the only way to go from his balcony to the ground is to jump really REALLY far down. She says he wasn't walking on one of his back legs at all and she thought she saw a little bit of a scrape, but she's not Dr Tara and didn't want to hurt him by checking wrong. She says it probably can't be too bad, because she had to pick him up and tuck him under her arm like she carries me to my room when she's holding my gooshy foods, and he didn't seem to mind even though she says she was pressing his butt against her side. And she says his heart was going a little fast, but he didn't struggle or seem scared of her.
I hope Dr Tara can fix his leg! Could you all please purr for my friend?