"S" has even gotten her feline companion in on the game...
"No she doesn't--this toy was acquired when Tizzy's previous roomie, Rufus, was buried next to my bird bath (jeez, can it be almost 5 years?) I figured when I was gone (as in, out of the house, not buried under the bird bath), she'd have something to play with. Because Una (her other roomie at the time) wanted nothing to do with her. Only it sat in the living room like a little kitty-Calder floor mobile...ignored except when I vaccuumed. Now that I have brought it upstairs to photograph, she is showing a little interest, and clearly the trauma of the squirt gun has been forgotten. No matter--to the cat sanctuary it goes. And if NYPD Commish Ray Kelly is accepting returned firearms in crayola colored plastics, great! If not--to the garbage. (The trigger is broken from a lot of enthusiastic target practice)."
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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