The North Face of the Birch
It woz going to be a grand ekspedishun up the north face of the birch. My claws woz freshly sharpend and the sun woz high in the sky. The offishul fotograffer woz standing by and I woz ready to go...
The first part of the climb woz the branchless trunk and I used my claws to good effekt, but I had a very tricky manoover to get past the first big branch, I held on for dear life until I regotted my balance. Then I traversied to a safer branch where I rested. The first arduous stage was over...
Now woz some easier climbing for another third of the birch, tho some of the branches woz really quite skinny and close together...
And as I woz getting ready for the final ascent I realized that it woz dinner time and I got a little wurried that I might not be able to get down. As I looked for the easiest route from the big branch my fotograffer grabbed me and putted me on the ground. Oh the indignity...
I will try for the summit again when I have more time.
I think that was pretty good for a first try!
Wow that is super brave of you - we wouldn't have tried that one. We don't really go outside of course, but we have heard stories about kitties and trees that we are not fans of - so we just aren't as brave as you on that one!
Goodness, you are very brave! What great pictures. Please be careful though!!!
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