Yes yes, I know. Add one part laser pointer, one part cat, shake vigorously and you have a wonderful event to drink a martini at. Old news.
But something amuses me more. I recently received a couple of laser pointers from a work-related conference, and the first thing I wanted to do was introduce this little bit of joy to my cat. The first night was bliss, extreme amounts of hilarity as I had my cat doing donuts until he couldn't see straight.
Now, several months later, every once in a while I'll pick up the box that this laser pointer is in, and "play". But recently, I noticed that my cat actually KNOWS what's in the box, and what it is. I pick the thing up, and he's right there, waiting, with this look on his face... it's like he's addicted. And I think he is. After the most recent bout this afternoon, the batteries died in it. I put it aside, and then I notice my cat trying to figure out how to get at it, in the box, put away.
I officially dub my laser pointer... "Kitty Crack". Now if you'll excuse me, my can needs a hit.
But something amuses me more. I recently received a couple of laser pointers from a work-related conference, and the first thing I wanted to do was introduce this little bit of joy to my cat. The first night was bliss, extreme amounts of hilarity as I had my cat doing donuts until he couldn't see straight.
Now, several months later, every once in a while I'll pick up the box that this laser pointer is in, and "play". But recently, I noticed that my cat actually KNOWS what's in the box, and what it is. I pick the thing up, and he's right there, waiting, with this look on his face... it's like he's addicted. And I think he is. After the most recent bout this afternoon, the batteries died in it. I put it aside, and then I notice my cat trying to figure out how to get at it, in the box, put away.
I officially dub my laser pointer... "Kitty Crack". Now if you'll excuse me, my can needs a hit.