Yesterday I went to one of the superstores to get pet supplies and like usual I bought a cat toy. This was a catnip impregnated orange worm. And as is typically the case, Gus set the pattern for them all by shunning it, after which the others more or less let it lie.
Some day I have to go collect most of the toys I have about and take them to the shelter where someone might like them. Usually, they are rejected forever. Every so often a toy that has been shunned for months becomes popular. And some toys are popular forever, no matter how old they are.
Calla has a catnip filled mouse that she will toss around upstairs. I think the catnip was last replaced in 2007. I remember when I had my two lady cats in Chicago they both loved a little cloth ‘burlap sack’ catnip toy that they rubbed against as if it were the strongest thing ever for year after year for at least 5 years and maybe almost twice that long. In the end it was flat and empty, but they still loved it better than anything.
Luckily the cat beds, mats and trees are not so scorned. And even better, Calpurnia has started using some that were avoided by the others, which actually has led to a little bit of emulation by the boys. I like the way she points both back feet even though she is only working on the one. It looks like a yoga position.
Her fur is really starting to thicken up for fall which sometimes makes her look round as a football. Here instead it looks like wisps of smoke of different shades of cream and brown and white. Oh, “brown” is too plebeian for a Persian lady – it is called “Seal”.