It's a pretty cool place to sit.  You can see why Junior liked it.

    A few minutes later Poppy walks up the stairs.

    You swipe at him as he walks by.

    He looks at you strangely, but then just walks on.

    You're beginning to like this.

    "Meow," you say.

    Hee hee.

    Later on BOOG walks by you, heading downstairs.

    You think better of scratching him.

    A little while later you start to get awfully tired.

    Maybe it's time for a little cat nap.

    You yawn and stretch out your arms.

    Then you close your eyes and drift off to sleep.

    A half hour later Sarah and Mike Toomey walk out of her bedroom and see you asleep on the banister.

    "Your family's so weird," says Toomey, and they heads downstairs.

    Another hour goes by, and you shift your weight to the right.

    Losing your balance, you go tumbling down the stairs.

    You whack your head, and by the time you roll down to the floor, you're out cold.

    If you're gonna be a cat, you better work on that balance thing.

    Junior comes over and poops on your head.