Only if you’re near a crick. Cats are boneless and do fine with a fall from a reasonable height even with weights.
Bear fell off the coffee table this morning.
I told him to quit doping himself.
Bad, bad, bad idea.
Meeko was staring at her belly button, I thought. She got up to look over the edge at Bear and she had been sitting on a tiny catnip mouse. I guess she planned to hatch it into a real mouse.
Junkies. Both of them.