“This isn’t going to go how you think it’s going to go,” he said coldly.
His admonition unanswered, he continued watching the situation. It was precarious, as any third party could have easily seen.
“Maybe this whole think looks better from your perspective,” he said, again with no response.
Still, he watched as the situation got even more precarious.
“And, now I suppose you want me to leap into action?” He asked, to a puzzled response.
Reaching the end of the bookcase, the cat turned her head toward him.
Unable to turn around or walk backwards, she meowed for help.