This is not an uncommon sight for me:
I often happen to glance in that direction and see a little calico face looking up at me (evidently standing on her hind legs or sitting up, but I never see her body). She wants to know if there might be something tasty in my vicinity. This time, she found something.
D’oh. I hadn’t finished my milk. But wait, isn’t she standing a little oddly?
I could swear she had four legs last I checked.
Though actually, this isn’t the first time she’s hidden that particular leg.
(More travel posts to come, they just involve way too many pictures. And not enough cats, though there will be a couple in the next installment.)