Last night, while in the living room resting, I heard something fall in the bedroom. I wasn’t concerned, because the cats knock things over ALL THE TIME. It’s their favorite thing, knocking things off other things. But for some reason I thought I should check. Thank god I did. One of the panes in my windows was broken and they’d managed to pull in the piece of glass, which I found on the floor. They definitely could have squeezed through the hole that was left, and gotten outside the window. It’s one of their most cherished dreams. Outside that very window is a favorite pigeon hangout spot. The cats sit in this window all the time watching them.
Here is Bodhi sitting in the window with the piece of glass duct-taped back in (and nailed). Please scroll down to see the danger they faced.
There’s only the tiniest of ledges and it’s five flights down. Jesus. I’m losing it just thinking about it. What if I had walked in when they were halfway through?? It would have startled whoever it was and he would have freaked and jumped.