Kitty story (happy) Show more
By the time I get to the other room—which is, like, 5 seconds later!—I see him trotting across the kitchen, feather toy replacement package in his mouth, with his little nub-tail and little triangle ears sticking straight up in the air. He was very happy.
So I just let him tear it to shreds in the bathroom. Because there was no way I was going to win that struggle. At all.