Skimbles the Cat is definitely not nimble.
Skimbles was just chilling on a table last December, yawning from boredom, probably contemplating his next big meal, when lo and behold, something caught his eye at the window.
He leaned in slightly to get a better look, but whatever this thing was, it required further scrutiny. So, Skimbles did what any feline would do — he sat back on his haunches, eyed his target and prepared for liftoff.
What he was unprepared for was a complete and utter failure to launch.
I thought cats always landed on their feet?