i realise now she's just been humouring me

in case you can't tell from the pic, this is stella, crouched and clinging to the top of the window frame in the kitchen. poor thing. it all happened so suddenly. we were all just sittin in the livin room, me on the loveseat, dog on the sofa, stella in the window. i was just thinking, hey, this dog-and-cat thing isn't so bad. look at us, all being quiet and still. and then, something changed and before i even knew what was happening, stella was shooting around the house, bouncing off furniture, walls, and floors like a pinball in hyperdrive, and dog was chasing her, slamming into everything with far less grace, kind of like a bowling ball rolling after that pinball, and i'm spinning around trying to predict the next trajectory, intercept the missiles, and figure out a way to contain the destruction as much as possible. i finally got dog under control and contained in his crate, and when
i made it back to the kitchen, this is how i found poor stella.