Here are a couple of cat-on-balcony photos for you to enjoy.
Lionheart probably misses the old place. There was no balcony per se, but the front door led to a small courtyard and he practically had run of the whole building.
At the new place, he’s not allowed to run free. The place is too big, it’s not allowed, and Glendale has some coyotes hanging around. But that’s not stopping Lionheart from perching on the rail and surveying his new kingdom.
Only a matter of time for him to figure out how to jump and make it to that olive tree. Once an outside cat; always an outside cat.