Must share this poor pussy tale with you. (If you could see the pictures of the tail, you'd be amused!)
Nutmeg is checking out the duckweed tank we have in the back yard. It is an acrylic tank about 60cm high (2') with about 6cm of water in it. It has shadecloth over it to stop the mossies getting in/out. Nothing holds the shadecloth on or down apart from its own weight. The tank has been there for hmm, about 5 months now I guess. Nutmeg's never shown interest in it before.
The Nut gets that look in her eye, the look a cat gets when they go a bit silly.
She leaps up onto the shadecloth on the tank.
The shadecloth takes her weight for about 5 milliseconds, then drops her perilously close to the water level. But haha! She is not in the water.
She prances along the shadecloth and discovers her feet are getting wet. So she back pedals. As she backpedals, she pulls more and more of the shadecloth into the tank with her, just like when you pull the paper towel and the whole lot whizzes off the roll at you. So she starts back pedalling faster and faster and more and more shadecloth lands in the tank with her.
Splosh, she's in the tank with the duckweed!!!
Her tail goes straight up into a dunny brush and she magically levitates out of the tank in the way that only cats can.
By this stage I am practically rolling on the ground laughing. I am such a cruel Hand that Feeds. Nutmeg is completely beside herself and extremely indignant about me laughing. Her dunny brush tail stays fluffed up and she won't come near me. All my fault of course!
(I eventually caught her and dried her off with a towel. She was wet up to the belly. I wish I could share the dunny brush cat tail pic with you - she looks like a racoon when she puffs up.)
(BTW, the visa stuff is now sent off, all is not lost yet)