There are about 587,485,748 cat toys in this house. But do you think my cats want to play with a single one? Of course not! No, instead they play with everything else that is not intended for them. The more off-limits, the better. And they seem to know which things are the most precious to me.
"Mom's ring is on the table... It's pretty close to the edge. I know she loves that ring, but... it's so shiny!" *swipes the ring*
"Oooh... something in Mom's purse makes a cool rattling noise. Let me just check this out..." *pulls objects out of purse one by one* "Aha! Here it is. She takes these pills every day.. so they must be important... but it sounds so fun!" *bats around pill bottle*
And then the one time they want to play with an actual cat toy, it happens to be the one shoved way under the couch. It could be completely identical to the one sitting in the middle of the floor in plain view, but no... he has to have the one under the couch. So I dig the toy out, throw it for him to chase, and watch him play with it for all of two minutes before he's either bored or loses it somewhere else.
You'd think we'd learn our lesson by now. Quit wasting money on cat toys! But everytime we go grocery shopping, we end up standing in front of the cat toys for a good five minues or so, until we finally decide "No, those cats are assholes! They don't deserve a new toy." And then we just bombard them with new toys at Christmas.
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