Some things have an “ick” factor that is greater than the actual ickiness of those things: It’s the idea of having kitty butt touching me, not the fact of it!
I don’t care how much Dougy licks it, it’s still kitty butt, and I’d prefer not to have it pressed against my hand and arm!
In a word, “Ew!”
Nothing piques the boys’ interest like a wand toy. Dougy, in fact, knows where I store them –the little end table Andy likes to sleep on…– and he’s been puzzling out how to open the door since the first day he saw me pull a BirBug wand toy out of it. No luck so far!
Yes, Andy! It’s a wand toy!
Andy comes in closer and I move the wand toy into better light.
Dougy wants some of this wand toy action, too, though Doug (the human one) all ready played wand toy with him earlier.
Dougy is all about a good time!
I guess Dougy had enough wand toy for the moment
because he decides to bird watch out the back window, leaving all the wand toy fun for his brother.
Andy doesn’t know what to make of this development. Dougy usually hogs the toys!
“Hunh…?!”
Andy tries to process this wonderful moment. The wand toy is all his!
Dougy loves bird watching from this window, which overlooks the fir in the backyard!
Now that Dougy’s not hogging the wand toy, Andy doesn’t want to play anymore. What’s the point?