I don't know whatever got into my human's head, but she's really into making all the cats do tricks, like it's not good enough that we just hang out and look great. I found out about the first trick at mealtime - she expects us to sit up for our dinner! The other two cats are used to this odd ritual. Binga, in fact, will sit up for any reason. She gets treats between meals for sitting up.

Even Boodie sits up for a Nutro Gourmet chunk.

I don't know about this sitting up thing. I'd rather just grab the stupid fork and pull off the chunk of cat food. "It's a good thing you don't have opposable thumbs," my human says. "Otherwise we'd really be in trouble."

The other trick we have to do is the "balance beam" - we're supposed to walk on the upstairs railing for a treat. Actually Boodie doesn't do this one - she doesn't have the figure for it. Lucky. Binga, as usual, is the one who excels. Occasionally, she'll just jump right on the railing and start walking on it, hoping to get that treat.

I'm not so sure about this balance beam thing.

It's not the height - it's not all that high for a cat. I just think it's kind of dumb. I'd rather go play with the feather duster. Or sit on the bed and gnaw on the blanket when I think no one's watching.

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