“Spy on me baby you’re my satellite, I looked up to see you move through the sky”…just paraphrasing a well known song. The story is, as I’ve already depicted with previous photos, that Fluffy, mastering the art of climbing, got on the roof and after a walk-around in the rain gutter she posted herself towards the yard and performed a careful surveillance from above including me being busy to shoot photos on the event. I might be an ailurophile, but the eye contact with a cat is invaluable.