The new twins – two years old – they are every bit as delinquent as the older cats. I might have called this post “death wish.” The cats have great balance. They jump to the rail and balance. It’s not a tightrope but to Colleen it’s surely a prelude to a fall to the death. To me? I have seven cats… maybe six cats? I took the picture first, then scolded the cat. He’s not fallen before and did not now.
Ok! Enough? Well, one more time. Security barriers. It was just after security was lifted. So the barrier was being dismantled. And, here we are having fun with a British/Scottish tradition – the distinctive red telephone booth. Yeah, we were goofing around.