Kutucat gave me a big fright just now. She jumped out of the window onto the ledge - on the 15th floor - to catch birds.
I am half convinced that the birds intentionally lured her out of the window with their loud twittering. You know, the "let's get rid of the puddy-tat" plot.
Knowing how she can be clumsy sometimes, my only hope was blind faith that she would not take a flying leap and plunge to her demise in her great aspiration to catch a mocking bird.
I had to yank her by the scruff of her neck and haul her back to safety. Hell, if that failed I would have had to go onto the ledge myself to rescue her. As I shudder at the recollection of events, she is currently sprawled on the rug having a good snore.
Bad kitty! You almost gave me a heart attack! *shakes head*