I have learned as a cat mother that the best cat toys are not actually intended to be cat toys.
I was putting eye drops in last week and I accidentally dropped the lid on the floor. I swore, but Fluff was absolutely delighted. The lid is small and can be swotted a great distance by a lurking cat. I dropped it in the kitchen (I keep my eye drops in the fridge) and he batted it through the kitchen into the lounge room. Because the lid is unevenly weighted it spins in a manner that absolutely delighted Fluffy. It disappeared for a few days until I eventually found it behind the bathroom door and retrieved it for his Lordship.
I also purchased a novel toy for Christmas (which Santa Paws said we could play with today!).
2 x oven mitts emblazoned with cats (naturally!) which I am using for rough play to protect my hands from scratches.
Fluffy is very good when we have rough, bitey, scratchy, play. He always stops when I say:
OK - that's enough...
Also I obtained these amazing toys for the princely sum of $1.50 each
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Having a single cat has been a big responsibility, especially now we are in a smaller space. I have to devise enrichment activities for him and I also have to play a game I simply call:
CAT. It involves me pretending to be another cat and chasing him around the house as another cat would.
So many people have said to me:
Cats are easier and less work than dogs... I never heard such rot in my life. His Imperial Highness requires me to be on call 24/7 and constantly lets me know my attempts to meet his needs are merely:
Adequate - room for improvement...
A lot of people seem to feel the need to comment on how I spoil my cat. When they make these comments I simply say:
Would you rather I was pulling the wings off butterflies? (NOTE: Fluff has declared these people Enemies of the State)
Thanks to all the other Cat Mothers here for everything that has been said and posted. Fluffy's life is infinitely richer because of you ladies in our 'Cat Mother's Group' and I am immensely grateful.