Trying To Fly

I scared myself and Bob this morning. I was on my high spot in the wall between the kitchen and the living room and I decided to go to the high spot between the kitchen and the hall. Only I usually jump down onto the refrigerator and then back up and this time I tried to just jump straight across. I almost missed. Bob came running to catch me, but I managed to grab the top with my claws and pull myself up. *phew*