Certain death below,
Still he leaps across abyss
“Fuck you. I’m a cat.”
I wish I had the ability to explain to this cat that I was not about to approach him and that it was not, therefore, necessary to leap across the abyss to escape from him. Also, that doing so was a poor life choice.
Seriously. We were up four flights of concrete stairs on the way up to the bridge and below us? Street and cars. My stomach lurch when the cat decided to leap.