jennastar to the rescue!!!

tonight i climbed up the gas pipes on the side of my apartment building to save a kitty in distress. there is something about a crying cat that sounds like a baby to me and i find myself unable to ignore it. the owner of the cat, my neighbour, is a young uni student who often has dirty laundry and trash spilling out his door. i saw him pacing the hall after poking my head out to see where the noise was coming from. he was on the phone, smoke dangling from his lips, trying to sort out a feline rescue of sorts as the cat had jumped out the window at the end of the hall and landed on the small overhang 8 feet below. he went back into his apartment and i went to peek out the window at the cat. when the kitty saw me, he was all glowing eyes and howled at me to save him. that was all i needed. with a towel in hand, i went outside to see if i could somehow climb up to the cat. spying the pipes, i gave them a quick tug in hopes they would hold me. they had a bit of flex to them but after watching greg climb up buildings this way so many times, i figured he weighed more than me and deemed them safe. good karma, good karma, good karma.....when i reached the cat, he came over to me immediately and began to to purr. i gently wrapped him up in the towel so i could carry him down with one hand without getting my eyes scratched out and felt the kitty shaking frantically. with a few more howls and yowls, we jumped down to the ground, safe and sound. the look of shock on my neighbours face upon openning his door and seeing his kitty in my arms will not be forgotten soon. i think he was stunned i managed to get the cat so quickly. hahaha. little did he know he was living next to secret yoga/climbing superhero!!!! well, for cats anyway :0