Almost a Nasty Happening

Was very nearly a Nasty Happening late yesterday afternoon: TYK had (finally) descended from the quince where it had spent the afternoon happily knocking little birds off one of the fat balls and had gone indoors for a lengthy snack, OLAHF was happily chasing dead leaves in its own garden (at Topmost Speed as per usual) and TB had gone out for a walk. Myself eyed the gap between the 2 branches That TYK uses - Small but stable - and the height of said gap - Very. Carefully ascended the slightly sloping trunk (Much slipper than it had been that morning and was therefore a Highly Undignified Activity) and finally achieved the gap. Sad to say it had shrunk since TYK's occupancy and there was Absolutely No Way Myself could fit My elegantly shaped body in it. Was about to descend gracefully when a robin attacked in a Cowardly Fashion from behind. Lost My footing and tumbled to the ground in spite of attempting to stop My Fall by hanging on to the trunk. Remembered some Important and Very Urgent Business by the chicken pen.

Later noticed Him inspecting the deep scratches on the quince. And smirking. Definitely smirking when He saw bits of beautiful white fur adorning the trunk.