Musical Chairs

The lady has moved my favorite chair (the wicker one) from the corner near the balcony railing to way over by the door. I'm not happy about this AT ALL because that chair was in the perfect spot for me. It faced the morning sun and it was backed up into the corner so I could see any interlopers coming up the stairs.

The lady says she moved it because she thinks it may have had something to do with me falling off the balcony railing the other day.

Let me explain: I use this wonderful chair as a gigantic scratching post. I usually scratch the seat or I will stand on the arm and scratch it. But, the day after my fall, the lady saw me standing on the balcony railing and scratching and pulling at the top of the chair. Since I am a "he-man power-cat," I was making the chair move. She thinks that on the day that I fell, I was scratching the top of the chair and then I lost my balance on the wet railing and fell off. She is sure the scraping sound of the chair moving is one of the things she heard before I fell.

I have not used the chair since it was moved. I've been rubbing up against it, but instead of sleeping on it, I have been napping on the deck where the chair used to be. The lady said she might try moving it again, but there are not a lot of options on the small, narrow balcony.

Here is a photo of me from yesterday. The lady took it through the screen door. You can see that I am a multi-tasker; my ear is turned toward the steps in case anyone tries to sneak up on me.

Lastly, here is another ornament. It is "...the cat and the fiddle." The other side shows "...and the cow jumped over the moon," but I don't see any need to show that side.