At least once a day she will tear up to the top, sing a few notes to make sure Leo and I know she's queen of the hill, then she'll race down again, run up and down the stairs and then head back up to start all over again! She's nuts, that girl!
One time I watched her noisily climb up, not get over the top but start noisily scooting back down backwards, almost reach the bottom, start back up again, then down then up, then down, then she flew into the living room as if to say TA DA!
So the big question was, will Leo get up there too?
He'd been standing on the landing, reaching up as high as he could without leaving the ground. He would gaze longingly at the top, but just couldn't bring himself to get up there.
Finally, I heard some mad scrambling claws and looked over to see if Star was on a climbing rampage again. But it was not Star!
This is what I saw!
Um, it's a little squishy up here for a large mancat..
He was nervous, and Greg went to see if he needed help getting down, but before he could get there.. You won't believe what the big goofy mancat did..
He leaped from there onto another box spring that is sitting sideways in the dining room. Yes, my heart went so far up my throat that I thought it would pop out of my mouth and flop around on the floor like a gasping goldfish..
All was well, Leo made his way to the floor from there, and has decided that being king of the hill is not something he cares to aspire to.
I think I'm ok with that. And so is Star