I added a porch to the back of my house, it’s roof is a small deck that I use to access and work on the swamp cooler. The only way up and down from there is a ladder I built on the side of the porch.
Gata, my last cat, never went up there. At the time I thought the ladder was just too daunting for her to maneuver, but in retrospect I think it’s more that she just never had the desire.
Because the two I have now seem to have figured it out and ventured forward.
I was hanging up some curtains I washed out on the clothesline last night when I heard a cat clawing at the side of the porch. I went over there to find Alan up on top, posed like a King surveying his domain. Of course I ran in to get the camera and caught him in the pose again.