Fitz: Hold on there big fellow! I have some fun news.
Buddy: But... grumble mumble grumble
Fitz: Timmy asked me to present our new Catwalk.
|Ready, here we go. I own the cat tree so I just|
hop onto the walk. We bent the brackets down below
from jumping. Something to think about if your pawrents
are going to build one fur you.
Get your walking paws on
|Come on, are you afraid of heights? Are|
you a cat or a dog?
|Here is the end, but, wait, there's more|
This is the end, for now. Dad says he is going all around
the living room and has some fun ideas besides
small shelves for us to get up here.
|*Rub - Rub - Rub - Rub - Rub - Rub*|
Remember to own your Catwalk by marking it
with YOUR scent
|Rumpy: I think you should go up there and put|
YOUR scent over hers.
Buttons: Um, well, er, hm...
Rumpy: Are you a Mouse?
Soon I shall engineer the loss of your precious Catwalk Fitz. Mwahahaha
I think NOT, remember, there's more!
(Friends, will Miss Fitz keep control of the Cat Superhighway?)