Often, when we are out on the porch off the kitchen Hobbes will want to join us. He tells us by doing a five-foot sitting jump and catching the mullion on the window of the kitchen door, then hanging there and singing until we open the door.

Once he did that whilst the UPS delivery person was dropping a package. It makes a helluva bang, then you have a large ginger tom suddenly staring at you at eye level. It was so startling to the guy he was out the door and halfway down the drive before coming back and asking just what in the hell that was all about.

Today we were sitting there cooling off after a few outside chores and sure enough, "Bam!" and there he was. At fifteen years of age he can still catch the middle mullion and hang on for as long as he wants.



He's still got it!