Playtime For Amidala #Caturday

the queenAmidala speaking.

Munchkin and I have been playing I Don’t Fancy That Anymore. You may play it with your own human: They offer you a variety of foods. You pick one – any one will do – and refuse to eat anything else. Then, when they buy a case of it so you won’t run out of it, you stop eating it.

It’s so much fun! MaMA doesn’t seem to enjoy it, though. Still, it maneuvered her into buying a bottle of turkey gravy to add to our canned food, so we consider it worth her being annoyed.

I’ve also been playing with these:

cattoysI began by playing with the pen, so MaMA bought me the mouse. I love both of them! MaMA puts them on the edge of her work table. First, I grab the mouse by the tail and pretend I’m eating it. Then I pick the mouse up (by the tail, if I can get a good grip on it) and pull it off the table and drop it on the floor. Then I use my paw to scoop the pen off onto the floor. Then I ignore both of them.

When MaMA picks them up and puts them back on the table, I keep ignoring them for a while and then play with them again.

So far, Munchkin hasn’t found anything he likes to play with. He’d rather sleep!

A WRITING PROMPT FOR ANIMALS: What’s your favorite toy?

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    • Marian Allen
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      June 20, 2015 at 7:39am

      We’ve collected lots of cat toys over the years, and I bought some new when I got these guys, but the mouse is the only one Ami pays any attention to. Well, also the scratching pad with catnip. Muncher just eats and sleeps and purrs and, occasionally, sneezes.
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  1. Jane
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    June 20, 2015 at 10:23am

    My boy Blackjack felt he understood that everything in our apartment belonged to ME. So he couldn’t play with it. Occasionally, he’d beat up a stray sliver of paper. yeah, really. So I accidentally got him a used catnip mouse. He pounced on it. He played with it until it was a mouse sock, with no stuffing at all. Because, naturally, it couldn’t have been MINE since it smelled like CAT.

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