The Easter Bunny stopped by with (among other goodies) one of those silly plastic toys with the plastic parachute that you toss in the air and it's supposed to open the chute and glide back to earth, but never seems to perform as advertised.
It has now been re-invented as a kitty toy. The "catnip" mice, the jingle ball, the feather-on-a-stick? Not interested. The stupid parachuting duck and the miniature marshmellow that fell behind the couch three days ago? Best. Toys. Ever.
This is why we will never understand cats.
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