Are You a Potatohead? Curious Cat Wants to Know. . .
Salutations! My pet intended to write a post today but she is instead creating an imprint on the couch by impersonating a sack of potatoes. An aching, sweating, whining sack of potatoes.
She jogged two miles, determined to restart her exercise program. With the help of my youngest pet, 16-year-old Christina, day one proved a successful mother/daughter outing—if, of course, whining and whimpering are indicative of success, which I consider to be a puzzlement of the highest order. Humans confound me!
I, too, exercise to maintain my svelte physique, and by exercise I mean I saunter to the pantry door for treats and stretch before and after naps. I’m not certain what my pet’s sweating and breathing like a bellows is supposed to accomplish, but perhaps you will assist in my understanding of this oddity.
Curious cat wants to know: What do you do to benefit your health, and does it please you or do you whine and complain of shin splints and “those confounded, dang-blasted, demon-inspired, neighborhood hills”?
Now, if you’ll excuse me, it is time for my yogurt…er, yoga.