On Our Balcony

Our balcony was an interesting place this morning. I decided to hang our laundry on a line on the balcony- in part because it's such a bucolic task that makes me feel peaceful and happy and in part as a big middle finger to the HOA, who doesn't allow things like clotheslines. While I was out there, I heard a cat meowing. It didn't sound at all like Alex, but Nate came out to investment and there was our indoor cat on our downstairs neighbors' balcony. After 3 years he finally jumped or fell down. I went downstairs but he wouldn't come to me. Nate had to push through the wet grass and scratchy bushes to grab him. While he was scared, I feel no doubt he'll do it again.