The girl-cats seldom get featured in my posts, but maybe that's because they don't often do antics.
Well, today, we take a look at our youngest girl-cat.
I could not find her anywhere...
...until I checked inside the wardrobe.
Aha...so you are here?
Sitting amongst the ropes, learning the ropes?
The other day, during one of the outings, Indy, Tiger and Tabs had all gone into the storeroom to explore when we were busy doing some DIY around the house. Later, only Indy and Tiger had come out and our girl was still inside (but we did not realise this).
Soon we realised she was missing and search high and low in the house. When we could not find her, we frantically went up and down the road outside looking for her. Minutes passed and we thought she had really got lost this time.
Tabs was nowhere to be found. We began to panic.
Finally, it dawned on us to look into the storeroom and there she was; not the least bit concerned that we were shouting like mad people, calling out her name or that our shouting had caused the neighbour's dog to bark like nobody's business.
Now, back to today's wardrobe episode...
She didn't want to come out, so I left the door open.
Me no come out yet...
After an hour...
After three hours...
She finally came out, after three-and-a-half hours of restful, undisturbed, stress-free slumber.
And now, tonight, look who is in the condo?
I think this is the first time EVER that Tabs has managed to get this prime spot in the condo.
Her place used to be the penthouse until Pole took it.
All the girls love the penthouse.
The boys are too lazy (read: fat) to jump up.
Good girl, Pole!