Sometimes I stay upstairs when everyone else goes downstairs.  I like to lay under Mom's desk because it's like a cave. (It has nothing to do with the fact that there is also a box of bully sticks under the desk, I promise!)  Mom doesn't care if I stay upstairs alone because she knows I'm a good boy. The problem comes when I want to go downstairs and rejoin the group.

Sometimes if Mom is in the kitchen, Kat naps on the rug in front of the door, which also happens to be at the bottom of the stairs. And if I want to go down the stairs at the same time, it is just an unfortunate situation.  I don't want to step on Kat, so I just get stuck on the stairs!


Does this ever happen to you?


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