After a couple of weeks just pottering around, I felt the need to stretch my paws a bit further. I wandered off past the chapel and was having a great time just poking around on new ground and lost track of the time. Apparently I must have been away for a bit longer than I thought because one of the slaves came looking for me. I always get excited when I see one of them, I like them to see what I am getting up to and I like to meow at them. Then I got a bit confused and needed a hand getting back but I will definitely check out this area again.
A few days later I was out, in the same sort of direction and I heard the other slave calling my name. I was so excited that I ran up a tree. Or at least a short way up a tree and then decided to do cute. So I jumped back down, parkour style and sat at the base of the village cross, looking out over the countryside. Then I decided it was in fact time for some food so I followed the slave back home for a couple of dreamies.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, I actually quite liked the feeling of running up the big tree by the Chapel so a few days later, I did it again. But this time, instead of using it as one of my parkour launch points, I kept going. I went right up into the branches and had a potter round for a while.
Then I tried to get down.
Not so easy.
Every time I tried to get established on the trunk I felt really wobbly and just couldn't face it. I had a bottom incident as well which was horrible, it made me smelly. After a while, because I had been out much longer than normal, one of the slaves came to look for me. I was too upset to even meow but luckily Fizz and her Mum had seen my plight and heard my feeble attempts to shout for a slave. Rose pointed her nose in my direction and Fizz sat under the tree and meowed at the slave to come over. So he did. I had a bit more confidence now that the troops had arrived but was still a bit scared. It was windy too. The slave pulled one of the branches down for me to walk along but with the wind, I felt really exposed and just couldn't bring myself to do it. So I went round and round the tree on the lower branches. Then I thought that maybe I could get down the side where there is a bit of damage to the trunk. So I put my front paws down, held my breath and went for it. I felt myself falling but somehow managed to swivel round dig my claws in and clung to the tree. The slave was just underneath me so I edged my way down backwards and felt the hands of the slave round my chest. I relaxed a bit and he lifted me off the trunk and took me home where I cheered myself up with a bum wash and a trauma relieving plate of gourmet gold pate ...
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