(True story of my older cat. Glad he finally let me in on his secret!)
Kirby was rescued when he was just 5 months old. He was found wandering on a school playground and taken into the building. He was hungry, cold, and very scared. He was so cute that a human took him home to her house. He was loved, fed, and, best of all, there were two cats already there. He was so glad to see his own kind again. Both of the cats were girls and accepted him. They played with him and showed him a little pink tub that had toys in it. At first, he played with the little balls that would roll on the floor, but he soon grew tired of them.
No matter how many toys were put into the pink tub, the only one that Kirby would always play with was a catnip mouse. In fact, he played with it so much that he wore all the fur off of it. It was looking really bad! His human tried to find another one like it, but she couldn’t. As Kirby grew older, he played with the mouse less and less. Now all he wanted to play with were empty boxes. That was so much fun! He could slip inside a box and wait until another cat walked by. Then he would jump out and the chase would be on!!
His human kept trying to find new toys for him. There were things with feathers dangling in the air, but that was too much work according to Kirby. He’d rather take a nap than chase a stupid feather. One day a red dot appeared on the carpet. That held his interest for a while, but it became too much effort to chase that dot. He never could catch it anyway! Other new toys came and went. They either broke or were ignored by Kirby. He decided to let his human in on his secret.