Cat Walking

So, for some reason, I’ve decided that since I can walk, I want to look gooood doing it. So, today we started my catwalk practice…here’s the problem, who the hell is going to tell me if I’m doing it right or not? I mean, no one let’s me watch America’s Next Top Model, so what’s a diva to do? Anyway, what I’ve worked out so far is that I have to start behind some sort of door…so, you ready?

Ok, here we go….working it….working it…..got baby all dressed in a sweet looking sweater…actually it’s my sweater which I refuse to wear because I’m always too excited by the fact that there is a cat on the front of it. Anyway, working it!

Ah oh…distraction! Must focus….must ignore little jewelry box….oh the pull is so strong…..focus! FOCUS!

Ok, ready for the big finish, bag of dirty diapers in the background trying to throw me off….

So, mom…dad….how’d did I do? HA! Like you two simps would know; kind of like asking the dogs how they feels about global warming….laughable.