One of the cats is boosted up to a beam near the ceiling and cleverly bats at the leather traces to dislodge the harness from the spot where it landed.

Better reset that trapeze harness--catsPHiddle hasn't even had a chance to try it on yet. We don't want her to see this tangle and fear testing it. I'm sure that her body weight is enough to prevent this little mishap from happening again. . .

Good kitty, good kitty, now come on down. Here, over here, Kitty. Aw, darn. . .

The cat curls up on the intersection of a couple of beams and peers down at the gathering crowd. The smells of spicy pumpkin drinks and smoked meats, fish, and tofu drift up to the rafters.