I don't know you guys and gals but my day just cannot start without a mass game of fetch. The moment I open my eyes in the morning the cats jump on me with their favourite cuddles in their mouth.
Tink jumps on my legs with her mangled pink mouse. I throw it and she will bring it back over and over and over.....oh did I mention and over again.
Phoenix brings her little fluffy ball. Well I shouldn't say little. To the other cats maybe but this ball is the size of her head. Well when I throw it she chases it and will leave me alone until I get out of bed.
Mischief definitely lives up to her name. She weighs 8 1/2 pounds and jumps directly on my chest. She's a horse. Well she brings her dog bone and plays tug of war.
So every morning I am throwing ball, playing fetch with ratty (Tink's toy) while playing tug of war with Miss.
Tis my morning routine. The moment I manage to get myself out of bed and into the bathroom they sit at the door clawing and meowing. When I come out they run right to the cupboard with their treats. After treats they go sit by their food dishes.
Tink jumps on my legs with her mangled pink mouse. I throw it and she will bring it back over and over and over.....oh did I mention and over again.
Phoenix brings her little fluffy ball. Well I shouldn't say little. To the other cats maybe but this ball is the size of her head. Well when I throw it she chases it and will leave me alone until I get out of bed.
Mischief definitely lives up to her name. She weighs 8 1/2 pounds and jumps directly on my chest. She's a horse. Well she brings her dog bone and plays tug of war.
So every morning I am throwing ball, playing fetch with ratty (Tink's toy) while playing tug of war with Miss.
Tis my morning routine. The moment I manage to get myself out of bed and into the bathroom they sit at the door clawing and meowing. When I come out they run right to the cupboard with their treats. After treats they go sit by their food dishes.