This is me growing up.......as you can see, at first I was only as big as this step. Just a wee little kitten that struggled getting up to the bedrooms and down to the food in the kitchen. The stairs caused me quite a problem as no one had ever told me how to handle this kind of material. You see, I didn't realise you had to retract your claws when using it...... I had spent ages figuring this out while walking around like" kitten-sticky-tape"....not great....especially as I was trying to impress my humanoids with my quick, panther-like (well, I was hoping) movements.


But, ah-ha, when I did figure it all out, I was fast.....faster than my humanoids would ever be! (cute evil laugh) Up and down, up and down I ran.....phew.....still had to be careful of their enormous feet though. After plenty of laps on the stairs and playful games which included a favourite pastime of mine - swatting string (or anything really, I'm not fussy) - I learnt that if I stayed on the inside of the railing, I was safe and still cute.....did I mention how cute I was?

It was tiring being a kitten, and often I would just need some well deserved rest to gather my thoughts, plan my next move and think of the days activities.....food was also something I thought about regularly.....mmm......fooood....