Monday, April 26, 2021

Mancat Monday

LAZ:  Ive never much played with toys.  There werent actually any when I was a kitten.  Or it might be more accurate ta say *I* was the toy (dogs and kids).  So I never learned about toys foe ME.  Well, OK, TBT tried some every couple months...

Bouncy balls, rattley mice, springs, plastic rings, MEH!  TBT told me Iza loved the rattley mice, Ayla loved the plastic rings, and Marley liked wand toys.  I don't get it.  I liked the wand toys some, but just liked to chew the strings until they broke.

I wanted ta catch real stuff like voles shrews.  Anyway, SOME kind of "mousie".  I did catch a couple birdies once, but TBT wasn't happy about the ones I caught, so I stopped.  Well, that's a bit of an argument.  I say I stopped because he asked me to; he says they got smarter about seeing me on the ground after they realized I sat there.  

I'll go with whatever one makes me seem better ta you...  When life starts hard, ya get careful about things.

But after I caught those 3 shrews in one day, I got a little bored in the house.  And I found a little stuffed bunny in a corner and pulled it out.

I got all suddenly excited about it...

It was like, all of a sudden, it seemed real!  I beat it all around the TV room.  But the camera is slow, so there are only a few pictures.  The last one is best.

I grabbed it and tossed it around.

I circled it ta show control over it.

And then I really went after it.  I had a wunnerful time with it.

And I say I haven't given it anny attention since!  The fact that TBT sees it in different rooms from day ta day certainly has nothing ta do with ME.  Must be Marley or Ayla...  Yeah, them.  Even though he hears a cat running around the halls and rooms where it ends up is just coincidence while Marley and Ayla are on the waterybed with him makes no difference.  It wasn't ME!  I don't like toys.  They don't mean annything to me...





10 comments:

  1. Aww, Laz, you just wanted one that was a sizeable prey!

    Minko found a little realistic fur kitty (not a toy), and started to carry it around, crooning to it, and then over time he destroyed it, with kicking and biting sessions...and there are no pictures of it at all...cause it was before we started taking pics of everything, and there was no digital camera or smartphone...

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  2. Ah Laz - you're a 'player', like most pusscats. Keep TBT guessing. Don't ever admit to being the one who's up and running around in the middle of the night carrying that toy bun all around the house before kicking it into submission.

    Megan
    Sydney, Australia

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  3. I'm glad you found some indoor prey that makes you happy, Laz. ;-)

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  4. It is nice that you have learned to play even if you don't want to admit it. I think Ayla will be happy about it too. Remember if you feel frustrated, go attack the bunny and not Ayla.

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  5. Laz, saying it out loud does not make it true ;)
    I think, deep down, you are discovering the joy of toys!
    You can rip and tear and play rough and not get into trouble ;)
    Purrs, Julie

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  6. JUNE here, hey Laz, I so get it! With you all the way, friend. Hu-mom tells everyone I don't play-wif-toys, but when she gets up in
    the morning (er, make that when I wake her up in the morning**) she notices a few mice suddenly missing tails, spring toys where they weren't before ... and oh, there's usually at least one "item" in the bathtub. We do have our secrets, don't we?

    **ps tell TBT the ZH needs to phone him soon for advice about "me" ... wonder what that's all about ...

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  7. You are too funny. Enjoy your wabbit. XO

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  8. He he, we're glad you found something interesting for you to play with ! Purrs

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  9. I don’t play with toys either and nobody can say otherwise. I really do like your big stuffed bunny. If I played with toys, which I don’t, I’d totally play with one just like that bunny you didn’t play with. ~ Marty

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