Teresa, for a while there she was actually sitting on that little ledge by the window lock.
So she must've hooked herself on there pretty good!
I tried to get a pic of her jumping and pawing at the birds, but after 2 pix,
she was blinded by the flash (it was dusk when I took these shots)
and lost interest. Took an hour nap on that wicker loveseat until dinner time.
These are old original farmhouse windows (very drafty!) in the sunroom.
Big, clunky, and for now, deep enough ledges and sills for Alley to sit on,
precariously, while watching the birds.
Esther, all my cats do that, the funny chirping, clicking sounds. Weird, huh?
It's just a matter of time until this one figures out how to use the cat door.