Everyone was spoiled at Christmas in this house. Including our two cats. Albus and Hermione have taken to stalking us in the bathroom, practically begging us to turn on the sink so they can play in the stream of water. We do, sometimes, always cognizant of the waste of water. So for Christmas, they got a kitty drinking fountain. And they love it. But they still run up the stairs when they think one of us is headed to the bathroom.
They also got a mouse doo-dad that spins around a wand toy. Basically, cat entertainment for the lazy mommy. Or in our case, the busy mommy. We turn it on when we're fixing dinner, before we can sit down to play with the cats. And they love it. In one week, they've broken the wand and ran down the battery. So last night, with the yellow mouse doo-dad on the fritz, I picked up a good, "old-fashioned" cat charmer and started to whisk it around for entertainment.
Can cats roll their eyes?
It was if you took away the Wii from some kid and handed him some jacks.
Poor 21st-century cats.
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