So I'm back after a week-long business trip. I'm sitting in my sewing room, vegging with HGTV, and Irving the cat comes in. He spies his toy. It's got feathers at the end of an elastic string attached to a toy fishing pole. It's so cute how he comes running to get me to play with him and his toy. He really must have missed me. I grab the fishing pole and shake the toy at him.
He takes it in his mouth, and starts to pull it away....
...toward the door. Then he pulls the pole out of my hand...
...and drags the toy into the living room...
...where he gives it to my husband.
I guess THAT will teach me to go away.
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heh heh
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