Between 4:30 and 5:30 p.m. every evening, Henrietta has a last scratch around for a few more morsels, then gently cawing a lullabye to the few birds that are still flitting in and out of the bushes, she toddles off around the back of the house to her roosting place.
"The 5:00 p.m. flight to the Olive Tree is now boarding. Please have your tickets at the ready."
Whew! That was a steep flight up to the 6 foot level for take off!
Hmm. Got a good way to go yet. Better just catch my breath.
"Fasten your seat belts, as we will be taking off momentarily."
"Flight Attendants, please prepare for take-off"
Woosh!! Made it! It's so nice to be home!
(She's in there somewhere. I saw her go.)
If that was Henrietta's Saga, then this is the 'Cat's Tale'