When I got there I had a look around. I had a good view of my territory.
I was also stuck on the wall. I couldn't get down. I didn't like this. I looked for ways to jump down, but couldn't see any.
I felt sad.
I meowed and meowed.
I meowed for my human, or for any human.
I kept meowing.
My human came running outside and headed towards me, saying; 'Clive, what's wrong?'
I'd just seen a way down when he reached me. I meowed at him, jumped down, and decided to go hunting.
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