There I was, minding my business when I heard my human looking at me. What? You don’t think it’s possible to hear a human looking? Then you must not be a cat.
My human occasionally gives me practice hoop jumps, and the last time she did, she left the hoop on my scratcher lounge. So what was I going to do? Shove it off? Sit there and complain about it until it got moved? These are the sort of things humans do, so no — I made use of it. We kitties are resourceful. I don’t know why my human thought it was a big enough deal that she had to take photos.
Of course, the commotion she made attracted some unwanted attention.
Sorry, but this is a one-kitty hoop. Sublets are not allowed.