From the very first glance I hurried to document. And went on ever since: a good place to nap…
a wonderful camouflage for the hunter…
But I didn't manage to document her investigation of, and her lounging on, the roof itself, seeming to think – 'all this is mine…'.
In all my enthusiasm I totally forgot cats do not really like to be looked at. And this one is funny in this aspect. This mystery (what does she do there? A mystery that puzzled me since the first photo) I managed to solve. This is what she does: she sits and stares at this window or that, trying to hypnotize whoever lives behind it to feed her. But apparently she does not like it when one is looking back at her.
So, lately, whenever she catches the crazy woman, she vanishes. 'Crazy' to her because not only did I not get hypnotized into feeding her (how could I? Not my roof, not for me to drop things on it, especially when I have no access to clean up after her), but also with this weird black box, with the silver cylinder popping out, attached to my hand (read – camera).
So, this mystery solved (meaning – why has she stopped inspecting and resting on the roof. And, of course, I stopped burdening her with my glances), another mystery remained – how did this cat even get on the roof of the neighbors' extension in the first place? Especially considering the neighbors are dog people, and always have one, generally unchained in the yard…
Well, this is how it normally looks:
Legend: on the right, the clothes lines of the neighbor from the right. In the middle – a hedge. On the left, the neighbors form the left, that have added an awning of sorts above the walk between their home and the hedge.
Since the awning, the occasional gardener (from the right) trims the hedge on the side and on top, to where he can see/reach. Which leaves what was not trimmed to cover the awning.
This cat climbs through the hedge to the awning, either on its' near side (from the right neighbor, next to the building's wall) or from the far side (seen in the photo above, from the garden preceding the one of the neighbor). From there, the jump to the roof is not much (a meter, maybe. That is 3.28 feet).
To me, this seems a pretty wise cat. Others of her kind have discovered the tiled roof above me and the space between it and me (above my ceiling). But those treated it like some kind of race course. Every now and then (more precisely – at night, when I was asleep) they would land heavily (right above my head) and gallop through the space. Sometimes – several times during the same night.
Unlike them, this cat has set up her residence in there (most nights, not all). Pretty smart of her, since it can provide her some protection from the winter. It may not be warm there, and probably is dusty, filthy and musty. But at least it is protection from the wind (maybe) and the rain (mainly).
And that is it, mysteries solved.