I mentioned in recent post how Nikki Dee enjoys watching Jungle Book when she visits. Shortly after she's sounded Revellie at an atrociously early hour, we stumble downstairs whereupon she invariably requests "Yungle Book?" As I posted once before, one morning we had watched it twice by ten o'clock. Lately, she'll march us around the house or even outside to the strain of the elephants' Dawn Patrol: "Hup two three four, give it up two three four, la la la la la ... "
Therefore, it shouldn't have been a surprise last Sunday during our stroll through the park, when she led me to a tree to, evidently, help her climb up. In the story, Bagheera, the panther, helps Mowgli climb into the tree where they can supposedly sleep safely. Of course, they are not at all safe because that nefarious snake, Kaa is able to hypnotize first Mowgli and then Bagheera.
Disregarding the dangers of hypnotizing snakes, however, Nikki Dee put me through my lifting exercises any number of times in what was designed to be a leisurely Sunday stroll. She dragged me from tree to tree to assist her to climb up, just as Bagheera helped Mowgli. There were two problems with this: (i) she isn't Mowgli; (ii) Buppa is definitely not Bagheera — nor any other agile cat.