I try to get Dougy interested in the string wand toy. The plain string off the broken one is a big hit with the kitty brothers, yet this fresh one barely gets play time. Andy doesn’t seem interested at all in this new one, and Dougy barely is.
Cats will be cats! Dougy can’t resist it now.
…then mouth it.
Oops! On the floor. So much for now.
I think sometimes half their game is getting us to pick up the toys for them! 🙂
I think there is something to that. It seems like there are cat toys strewn all over the place. If I move things or close doors, there inevitably is something cached behind or under it, too.
Funny how cats are sentimentally attached to old broken toys, but totally ignore new ones until the new one become sort of oldish.
Isn’t it? I guess I should understand it, as a guy. Guys tend to wear clothes till their spouses or significant others toss those holey underwear and worn-out jeans into the trash pile. Ha!
You are so right, and I am not sharing tidbit with my husband!
You are so right. Cats will be cats. 🙂
Hahaha. Yep that is how it goes.