My Mama gets upset when our vet told her we're all overweight. She was told that we need to exercise more.
She brought home a humongous box and asked Dad to help her put it up. We were all curious, of course. Later, after much ruckus, and Dad had to get Uncle A to help him, we saw a green cat tree in the living room. Interesting looking sculpture, I thought. That happened the weekend before last.
Then, yesterday, Mama made a big fuss about how nobody bothers to "use" the tree. Ouw...Mama...don't be a pain.
Aarrgh...so lazy getting out of bed.... stretch...stretch...stretch....zzzz...there I was enjoying a lie-in with Michael. We love Mama's bedroom (it has A/C) and bed too...
"Tom, Michael, everyone, get up! Come exercise. Peel off your tail from wherever you are." Mama in her stern voice interrupting my siesta.
Nikki, get out of that sink! Come join me!
I had to do my job as head of the family. Rallying all my family members. I'm not going to venture into this alone, right?
Yours truly sniffing out the scratching post while Nikki climbs to the top. She's quite...errr...agile, my daughter, despite her rather heavy self.
Nikki is the one who uses the gadget the most. Guess she's not afraid of height.
Aah..my lovely wife Nicole, definitely in her element. She's the slimmest in the family.
Oh, by the way, the en masse exercise thingy lasted about five minutes....teeheehee
After all those sweating around, a quiet time with Dad is much welcomed. hmmmm...nothing is more comfy than this.
Michael? He didn't even bother getting up. Lazy bum!