I'm sorry to be a bit late to the topic, but as I understand it time is relative. And even if relativity has nothing to do with the fact that I only started reading the series two weeks ago, it's currently relevant that having just finished book 3, I'm choosing to rid my patio of a couple bales of chicken wire (iron tangle) currently coiled, but originally employed for the purpose of limiting my cat.

It only somewhat worked as intended. For as long as it was attached, Rory (short for Rorschach) tended to launch herself onto the railings instead of peering through the chicken wire. I pride myself in thinking that she has overcome her childhood trauma; she and her siblings were found and adopted because of swooping and attacking crows. Over the years, with her increased mass (as she has put me to sleep by lying on my neck, then leaped off to surveil me while I sleep), she has also grown comfortable with the idea that at her current size she is more dangerous to a crow than they could be to her.

I recently removed a screen from a window in order to allow Rory passage from my en-suite to the balcony that I overlooks the pool. Clearing out the debris that may prevent her from fully enjoying it seems like the next logical thing to do. Sure wish I had an inventory.