I just got the critters a new toy. It's a battery-powered ball, kind of heavy, with a piece of fur attached that's supposed to look like a weasel. It's called "Weazel ball!"
Mac, Sasha, Willoughby, and Sticks wre all stretched out by the pool when I turned this thing on and set it down near them. It started rolling around with a jerky movement, snapping and popping the "weasel," looking for all the world like something frantically playing with a ball too big for it to handle.
The kids didn't know what to make of it. I thought they would start some kind of jumping and biting attack game, but they just kind of nosed it around and avoiding getting hit by it. They were surprisingly calm, considering how that thing was jumping around, just begging to be played with.
Sasha sat up sleepily and looked at it for a moment, then lay back down and closed her eyes.
About that time the ball rolled up against her nose and swatted her across the face with the weasel, then began vigorously trying to roll over her head. Annoyed, she swatted back, and that thing just climbed all over her.
Now she was mad clear through; with a hissspit and a low growl she dared it to disturb her again, and it just swarmed her. She threw herself at the tormentor, wrapping all four paws around it and sinking claws and teeth into every available crevice.
Ball, weasel, and cat rolled at high speed across the narrow patio and into the pool, Sasha wailing like a banshee just before they hit the water.
Talk about walking on water; Sasha barely got wet, but she is royally ticked and probably will be for a while. For some reason, though, she isn't interested in playing with the Weazel ball.