Several of the cat toys have gone missing. They usually turn up after a few days – under the fridge, behind the furniture, or even placed thoughtfully in my shoes. This time they were nowhere to be seen and I had to rummage in the kitchen drawer and get out the big, wooden spoon. The cats instantly know this means we go ferreting around in their hiding places and their toys are soon extricated, to be carried off once again. This time I only turned up a rather tatty catnip mouse and a lump of polystyrene. You could almost see their little faces fall.
So, seeing as I had recently consigned another toy to the bin (a chirping mouse that had been forever silenced when Bubu decided to drown it in one of the water bowls), I went online and ordered some replacements.
They arrived the other day and the…
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