dangerous grooming habits
once i realized what was going on, i was falling off the shelf! i tried to grab something, anything, to help steady myself, but it was too late. i knew this was not going to end gracefully. i just hoped that i wouldn't bounce too hard on the desk below.
as it turned out, melissa (a person who lives with me and feeds me) was watching this entire incident unfold, and attempted to catch me as i fell. however, a falling cat is quite difficult to catch, as there are paws seemingly in every direction. and so it happened that fur met wood, and the soft thud of a kitten on the desk was the next thing i remembered.
i immediately jumped onto the floor and tried to indicate somehow that i had intended for exactly this result. however, i think that ship sailed. and so i snuck off sheepishly, and napped for a few hours.