I mean, heck, I tried running in and out of my living room closet at top speed, but all I accomplished was to knock over a bagful of Christmas ornaments, trip over my wife’s shoes, and wear myself out. I’m just not cut out to be a cat.
So here, watch the experts do it.
What a wonderful room full of toys for cats! And what splendid cats.
I had a similar thought, Phoebe.
At least one of those kittens seemed to have come from the Barney Fife school of composure and decorum; ears up straight, legs stiff and looking both scared and scary at the same time.
Playrooms for cats produce acro-cats 🙂 My cats always loved their playroom. Of course, my whole house wound up being their playroom – cat toys everywhere lol.
I just wish I had their level of energy- don’t think I would use it like that, but
who knows?
Well, you could always try. No harm in trying, as Puddleglum used to say.