Not exactly 'cat on a hot tin roof.'

This is my beloved Monteverdi having a morning peramble. I caught him at an odd moment, but he is sniffing the air as a bird had just been sat in front of him. And yes the view is unusual...this garden is high up in the trees, a turret in fact. I'm glad that Monteverdi seems to have some awareness of the height involved and looks over the edge rather tentatively, though my heart stops whne he scamprs along the battlements.