Ninja Cats

This is the kitten living in our shed. Morgan and I tried to lure her out the other night, but couldn’t figure out how she got in to begin with, because the shed is locked, and even we don’t have access to it. There’s a small window open on the side of the shed, but it seemed way too high for a small kitten to be jumping in and out of… and then I remembered the previous tenants left their garbage piled up against the shed until our landlady got rid of it earlier this week. This also must have hindered the kitty’s escape route, so I finally built her a new one today. She managed to get out, but as soon as I walked outside, she became frightened and proceeded to climb back in. And when I say climb, I mean climb. This kitten has monkey arms or something. She practically flew onto the windowsill, then slid down the glass, grabbed hold of a box, and jumped just high enough to grab the top of the window with her little kitty paws before making her way back into the shed. She’s a freakin’ ninja.

That space she’s trying to get into is boarded up. She managed to grab onto that box on the left and climb all the way up to the top of this window…

And just wait until I tell you about the sex noises. Oh, man. I’m pretty sure our shed has become a kitty brothel or something because the amount of sex going on is just not normal, and I definitely heard more than two cats sexing it up last night. There was also a voyeur sitting on top of Kayla’s car (aspiring kitty pornographer?) throughout the whole thing. He seemed to be enjoying himself the most, because the cat orgy itself didn’t sound too pleasant. Apparently it’s very painful for the female cats because the males have barbed penises. Which makes me really happy that I’m not a cat. And also, that I don’t care for penises.

Anyway, the mother and boyfriend(s) are nowhere to be found, but fraidy cat has safely parked herself back on top of the banana boxes in the shed. I’m still waiting to see if she ventures out again…

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