Once again, Kiara my little darling scared the shits out of me. I caught her walking on the window’s ledge a while ago. I had to lure her back inside with her favourite canned food.
After the Ciko falling incident some years back, it got me weak whenever I see my cats showing off their balancing skills on the window’s ledge. Ciko’s fall was so terrible that I thought it was not going to make it. Stronger was I back then but the incident had made me more careful and a little more protective towards my cats. Kitty, the eldest so far, may have more experience sitting on the ledge but as for Kiara, she’s new. She hasn’t experience any falls yet and I’m making sure that it is never going to happen.
I cannot bear to see her hurt like the others from falling. Judging from past experiences, my emotions are definitely getting more fragile. As much as they are getting stronger in some situations, they are getting weaker in some other places too. It’s like give and take. You earn some and you lose some.
Kiara my baby, please don’t jolt me with your wild antics again. I cannot afford to see you hurt. And if you were to be sent to the hospital, I don’t have enough moolah. Run and jump into as many high places as you want in the house, but never jump onto the window’s ledge ever again. That is the reason why I have to keep you in the cage at night. It’s all for your own good.
I love you, my black beauty.
