As a service to other cats out there, I thought I would offer up reviews of toys on my blog from time to time. The first I would like to cover is a personal favorite of mine: THE SPRING.
Its beauty is in its simplicity: it's just a spring. It doesn't blink. It doesn't beep. It isn't bedecked in feathers or stuffed with catnip. However, it is covered in a rubbery material to minimize the inherent poke-i-ness of the toy. Good idea, that. Because I SO LOVE TO BITE ON IT! Zomg.
So what's so great about a spring, you ask? Well, let me tell you. It boings. It rolls. It is fun -- and easy -- to carry in your mouth. I swear to you, I never tire of playing with this thing. And when I knock it under something and can't reach it? I sit there and cry until one of the humans comes over and gets it for me. I must say, seeing them down on the floor on their bellies, using whatever they can to retrieve it for me only adds to the amusement the spring provides. And they think they own me. HA!
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