Showing posts with label toys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toys. Show all posts

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Don't Even Think About It

No one better even think about messing with my toy. If they do they could lose a hand or a paw. I hope you don't think I'm joking.

I've caught Missy playing with my toy lately. That's starting to get on my nerves. She needs to stick to sleeping, not playing. If she doesn't leave it alone I may have to teach her a lesson.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

My Favorite Toy

Here I am tearing it up. I do that a lot. This toy is the greatest. If you can't tell from the picture, it is a mouse with a really long tail.

I've had this toy since I was a kitten. The humans brought it with us when we moved last year -- even though they said it was old and dirty. They may not be too smart, but even they knew it was my favorite toy and they had to bring it.

This toy is so much fun that even Missy sometimes plays with it. And she hardly ever plays at all! Not that I like her playing with my toy. It's actually pretty annoying.