Most of our cat toys (plastic milk rings, pens et cetera...) wind up under either the fridge or stove where we cannot readily retrieve them.
Last year my husband brought home a kitty from work who was near death, he had a huge abcess on his neck, nearly as large as his head. Anyhow, the first time I tried to play-drag a leather string in front of him, he pounced on it with both front feet and then snatched his head down to bite it to 'kill' it.
Husband thinks LuckyDuck received his wound because he had been bitten by a snake. I agree, as if it were from another cat, I feel he would not have been so trusting and friendly with our established housefull.
When hubby brought him home:
His FrankenKitty stitches:
The whole clan: LD is at the bottom of the pic.
Whattaya gonna do? Gotta love 'em!
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