Hunger pains! I’m headed upstairs to papa’s office to get that baad mama who’s hanging out with papa instead of FEEDING ME.
The nerve.
Well, okay, I’m not a work of art (but still, I am nude).
And it takes some pretty good coordination and talent to get down these stairs of ours, especially after having made the mistake of ASCENDING them, whatever that is.
(Hunger is a powerful motivator, have you experienced that?)
I ran up those stairs to papa’s office like a young gazelle and then realized that what goes up must come DOWN, arggggh.
Okay, here goes.
How am I doin’?
Okay, here I go again. This is NOT a piece of cake…
OH, NO, WHAT’S THIS? Am I EVER going to get dinner, mama? Hey, do we have room service?
I think you need your own purrsonal server for the times when your momma isn’t available. Tee hee hee.
Hey, I have a few stand-ins I can call.
What’s a ping-back?
What goes up must come down, for dinner
DOWN FOR DINNER, DOWN FOR DINNER…I like that cheer!
Actually you’re a darn good stair master Loulou! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
Aw, you don’t always have to thank me. We LOVE your blog hops. Just wish we could visit more….
Hunger is a powerful motivator indeed, Loulou. I think you should just take those stairs two at a time.
Well, next time it will be done!
You poor kitty. You need one of those chairs that goes up and down the steps.
And nothing on the slices…! Peanut butter? Raita? Chocolate, haha?
You need a stair rail, LouLou. If none is available our human makes sure her elbow is touching the wall (if her hands are full) – sort of like your whiskers.
We have a stair rail but it is up in the air over my head!