The lady was taking care of the landlords' property recently. I usually sneak up the hill to spy on her because I know there are two cats that live there.
Apparently, the boy-cat, Butters, does not care for the girl-cat, Taco.
I think this Butters character has some deep-seated psychological issues revolving around food and territory. And I don't mean the run of the mill issues that all cats have. He seems a bit over the top. Whenever he see Taco, he chases her and she runs up a tree and jumps on the roof. For some reason, he doesn't follow her up on the roof. He just sits in the tree watching her until Woody the dog barks at him, and then he comes down.
Okay. Enough of the feline Bickersons. I'm just chilling on the balcony.
All by my lonesome. Nobody bothering me. Just wake me when dinner is served.