Post 167 … Star-crossed on the Gutter’s Edge

We have neighbours who have cats. There is one particular sleek female that sits on the roof of a nearby house and watches the Moon and the pigeons in the nearby Beech trees. There is one particular wiry male that has set his hat at that cat, but seems to be quite inept at climbing and jumping, and has so far failed to reach her after many attempts. She will not come down to him.