This is too damn suspicious. Sure, go ahead and argue it’s likely there’s some sort of giant feline-bolixing lodestone under Venice sending cats up trees, or a scientist shooting suicidal brainwaves to the pussy population…tell yourself anything you want…but the disturbing fact remains that the last time we blogged about a cat leaping from a tree, it was one block away.
My instinct tells me there is something of the treacherous cat intelligence at work here-there are independent agents of the feline flying corps across Los Angeles (cf. our post of August 9) but to set up an actual base of operations? They are grouping-planning… plotting…waiting…there’re 75,000 Mexican Fan and Canary Island date palms in Los Angeles, and probably as many of these beasts-prepare for the sky-darkening clowder of carnivorous cats!
