One time about 6 years ago a friend named ryan played with utter enthusiasm with a toy exactly like the one in the pic, with my cat Jimi who I named after Jimi Hendrix of course. And where I realize that was a run on sentence I don't care. What is it with people caring if messages to them are spelt correctly. Its like a text message I misspell those things all the time. All Im saying is Karma...When you hold up an impossible standard for people to follow then your gonna fail at your own game. ...I fail at my own game all the time. Any way the toy. My cat lives for the day that that frigin Ryan will come back and play wildly with him for hours. Me? Im to lazy so he always drags it in the room by his teeth meowing and looking up at me sadly like he is reminiscing of the past when some one actually used that toy to play with him. Its sad and there is nothing to do except pet him out of guilt. I love my fricken Kitty. This cat was around me while I was shooting up heroin for the first and only time. He was around absorbinate amounts of drugs and himself tryed pot. This cat bonded me like no other animal has and we see eachother with sort of a Kindrid spirit. I was sort of the one who met him on his first days of life and led him through a land that was frought with pirates just getting by. Think of the bond we had. Away from parents in my own apartment full of teenage angst. And a cat witnessing me stumble awkwardly through the room like friggen Johnny Depp in fear and loathing. Heroin is sorta like ether when you try to walk to the kitchen its a distorted adventure of contorted arm and leg arguments. And its tons wierder with a friend latched onto you because hes on the same crazy trip as you. So both of you stumble like lovers into the kitchen. Your not lovers tho its just that you both cant walk right and your bound by them by the hip until you make it to blessed water. All in site of a Kitty watching, learning, expecting this kind of demented behavior from you day after day. After years and years that is still in him. That experience. Weird huh. Cats are who they are because of what they been thro just like humans.