I have retreated into my safe place under the mock fur throw over the lounge, so I am beaming these thoughts to Lynettea.
After it started to cool down yesterday I started to stretch my limbs and exercise. I rushed back and forth down the hall. Our little house makes a runway for me from the front door to the back and then I dart through my cat flap and into my large pergola area, which Lynettea shares with me. The fish live there too, in their pond.
I am not used to having the front door open. We have a security door, which has mesh to stop mosquitoes coming in, as well as our solid door. I ran down the hall really fast and sprang up on the security door. Crash! Bang! Lynettea came to see what was going on.
'See how high I can jump.' I thought she would be proud of me, flattened against the door only a short way from the top.
'Naughty Sasha! Get down. You will tear the wire.'
I rushed down the hall, sprang on the table and then hurled myself forward to the top of a chair on my way to the sink. Crash!!! The chair toppled over to the floor and the seat came off.
I wasn't hurt, don't worry. I think Lynettea may have been annoyed, but she started to laugh. After that things got a bit quieter.