May 1st, 2010

Toeffe upside down

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Toeffe has a few favorite toys that he gets all excited about playing with; once he's 'killed' one of them he'll bring it to me or Ken, meowing proudly. He only does this ritual with select toys: the rattly mice, the ball made of rabbit fur...

...and now a shred of Odor Eater that fell on the floor when I was cutting new insoles to fit my sneakers. He carried it upstairs to Ken a while ago, meowing his head off.

Cats are weird.