I mean, does this look like lazing to you?
Well, mama thinks I’m lazing around a bit too much and might be a bit more roly poly than when we were at that other place, but I can’t go OUT and do my workouts in the garden – what does she expect?
Mya suggested that maybe mama could get me one of these.
The tapis roulant (treadmill), NOT the Corgi, haha!
(But I think I’ll take lessons from the guy on the right.)
And just for the record, I do my exercises religiously EVERY morning…in bed.
Mom has one of those – treadmills, not a corgi, I mean. At first I found it to be lots of fun to play toys at, dash across, and hide under (when the motor wasn’t running). But then I kind of lost interest as did Mom in doing her exercises on it. Mom tried to get the Basset to exercise with her, but that never happened, ’cause the doggy didn’t like the sound of the motor or the moving walkway. Tee hee hee.
Now a Basset on a treadmill WOULD be a treat, haha. Doing the Basset Boogie!
Loulou, us cats are supposed to just lay around. Exercising is for dogs.
Oh, boy, am I for THAT! Or gerbils…
teehee – yes, Loulou – that’s us on the right. We would have figured that one out in a New York second!! They are making me walk TOO – before I get put into the poussette. All this rain has made me a bit rounded too. Haven’t they seen that sign on the clothing store down the street (describing us) – Ronde et Belle!
Hey, I’ll be Ronde and you be Belle!
You look like you’re flying Super Loulou!
Hey, maybe I was but it was virtual.
Yes, LouLou – our huMom says she cleans the house religiously too…every time the Pope visits Akron. HaHa -she is much better about our litter boxes though.
And of course in colder weather you need a bit more insulation ! Maybe it is just fluff.
Fluff, I like that, Mary, an appropriate word for my possible, and I mean maybe, just perhaps a tiny bit more flesh than when we arrived. Possible, but not very likely, of course.