Tucker often sleeps the first half of the night in a cat-bed in the sitting room, coming to the bedroom some time in the early morning. He snoozes at the foot of the bed, on the folded comforter, now that the warmer weather has reduced that covering’s use. Things are a bit lazy on weekends, so when I greet the beasts upon waking, there is usually much yawning and stretching. This last Saturday, Tucker happily gave a big stretch, changing his podgy form from a tubby wine cask shape to a slightly less tubby wine cask shape. But he was on the edge of the bed even before his stretch, and that action tumbled him over.
A quick twist to save himself failed as he was already plunging. Fortunately, he struck the steps - the flat surface of the top step - not far down, and that broke his fall. I don’t think he was hurt. With his padding, it must have been like landing on a big package of Twinkies. He recovered swiftly and, after I checked him over for shattered bones, torn ligaments and hurt pride, he started purring; embarrassed, probably.
These are the things with which a roly poly sausage has to put up. Luckily, while a sausage doesn’t fall gracefully, in this case, it landed well.
tell him he is in good company - Chanel falls off of things all the time :)
ReplyDeleteI would have struggled not to laugh! I *do* struggle not to laugh when the boys do something like that. I'm glad Tucker wasn't hurt, however. Well, perhaps his pride, yes?
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ReplyDeletePoor Tucker. First he's compared to a tubby wine cask, then a sausage, and then a Twinkie. No wonder the poor cat has a bruised ego. But I have to admit your comparisons gave me good laugh - (but don't tell Tucker I said so).
ReplyDeleteI am glad it was only Tucker's pride that suffered. Tell him you don't have to be a roly poly to take a tumble though. Flynn would often sleep right on the end of the bed and stretch as he woke up. Invariably he would stretch in the wrong direction and then scrabble at the quilt to try not end up on the floor.
ReplyDeleteGlad Tucker didn't get hurt.
ReplyDeleteDon't worry Tucker, we are not laughing at you. But you did give us a smile. Glad you didn't hurt yourself.
ReplyDeleteTucker, you made my morning start even better with your story today! Your Dad's telling of this event put a smile on my face
ReplyDeleteGlad he wasn't hurt! Such a fluffy boy, his padding sure came in handy!
ReplyDeleteOh Tucker, that must have been a bit frightening. Glad to hear you landed safely, with just your pride slightly bruised. :)
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