The focus of the month has to be tables for the naughty furball. He's gotten an immense interest in chairs and tables for some weird reason.
Sitting on lao niang's chair when I'm not around.
Or leaning on the wall under the table.
And that's how he peeks out when you threaten to shoo him off the chair.
Balancing himself on the chair he has since laid claim over.
It's MINE. =P
And to think we all once thought he had a fear of heights given his stubby legs!