Let's face it.  You're already low enough on the dominance scale at Poppy's house without having to be pushed around by a moody cat.

    You reprise your swan-kick pose at the top of the stairs.

    "Junior," you say.  "It's time to learn who's boss around here."

    You swing your foot up at Junior forcefully, yet gracefully.

    But your positioning was a little too close.

    You kick the banister hard, massively stubbing your big toe.

    You hop up and down in pain at the top of the staircase, and then you lose your balance.

    You hear several pops, snaps, and cracks from your body as you tumble down the stairs.

    You land in a heap at the base of the stairs.

    Junior casually walks down the stairs and then poops on your head.
 

The End
 
You have died.

Your final score is:
78

Start again.