Me: Meow....mewowwww. meowww..meonw... nmeowwww...Monsta~~, come here baby.. my dear poor monsta.. come here...
The aunty: Hehehehe... poor cat.. Let me help you with the ladder..
One hour letter, when my hand cannot reach him..
Me: Monsta!! You better come here and get down! Let see when I get you! I will pinch your ear and slap your butt! I will tie you and eat you!
The aunty: Hohohoho.. dont do that.. Poor him
Me: hahahaha aunty, Im just joking~ :p
Monsta, I adopt him from my workplace. He was trapped on the roof top, maybe lost when he was hunting. He's hand and leg was injured back then and he was very weak. Maybe it was a black history for him that he traumatized to jump down from a high place. Even when he is grown enough, he cannot jump up to the table where even the much smaller cats can suppress him.