Forget "curiousity killed the cat". Shear stupidity nearly killed mine.
There is a set of windows between my living room and the front porch. When the window is open, The meeping Cat likes to get a good running start and fly through the window to the porch, hopping back and forth between rooms. When the window is closed, he can't tell, so you can imagine the highly amusing sight that goes along with the loud *thump* when the window is closed. But apparently he has come to believe that ALL open windows lead to nothing but an adjacent room on the same level.
A few days ago, my roommate was putting in her air conditioner. The room is on the second story, the window looking out onto our neighbor's driveway below. The ac is on the floor and the window is open, when the cat appears from his usual plant-chewing activities in the other room. Everything happens very quickly at this point: She sees the cat out of the corner of her eye, and next thing she knows the cat gets a running start and meeping LEAPS OUT THE WINDOW!!! Somehow she developed superhero-like reflexes and actually caught the little meeper in mid air, hanging two stories from the ground. Close your eyes and imagine a cat, just out of nowhere, deciding to run and fly out a second-story window.
She felt bad and didn't want to tell me about it for a few days. The whole time she is telling me, I'm laughing hysterically, and I made her promise not to withhold a good laugh from me ever again.
It's kind of a shame she caught him, ya know? He would have learned a valuable lesson.
Insane little meep.