This is somewhat embarrassing for Cochino... well, and maybe for me... But more her. Because she's the one at the window on a harness/leash combo. Yup, I'm leashing my cat up inside now. Though I fear that the Euro-cool courtyard kitties probably laugh at the new American kitty whose mom keeps her leashed so that she won't jump out the window, I don't really care. The temptation of the screen-less window is no joke. (I mean, look at those roses! I may jump!) Celia's cat just broke its leg jumping out of the window in Brussels. Cochino will not suffer the same fate!
So now we have a routine. Whenever the giant kitchen window is open, my friend begrudgingly lets me tether her to the kitchen chair. I suppose she figures some fresh air on a leash is better than a closed window.
Look at her sniffing in that delicious Brussels air!
She can almost smell the roses...