Cat\’s Eye View

Yes, I know those aren’t real words, but I’m a cat, so sue me, k?

Yesterday my people bought be a new replacement for my tunnel…a cat cube. It’s made of this nylon stuff with round entry holes on three sides and streamers hanging from the roof.

It rocks.

Now, being a cat, I must explain that I generally scorn new toys. When I got my tunnel, I ignored it for weeks and had to be coaxed inside. The star bell thing and I still don’t get along and I only play with my scratching post when someone moves it and I need to put it back where it goes.

There have been exceptions of course. My first door mousy was so much fun I beat the squeak out of it in less than 24 hours. I immediately loved my cat tree. Ping pong balls are fun, but feather flips kinda suck.

So Ma thought i might be reticent to try the new cube, but as soon as Da popped it open, I went in to check it out. It’s a great place to hide. It looks like a big leopard box in the living room. I spent most of last night making it smell like me and sleeping in it.

This is a much better pressie than the last one. Maybe I’ll forgive them now for the vaccines.

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