Whenever I'm reading for a class, and I'm writing in the books with a pencil, Bast and Jameson just have to play with it while I'm trying to write. They don't really like pencils if I'm not using them, but if I'm under a deadline to get work done, guess who wants to play. The strings on my hoodies are frayed from them both chewing on them. Sometimes I'll walk around the apartment with my shoes untied to make them feel more loved.
Bast's favorite is the foam balls. We'll play fetch, literally, for hours. It's an easy way not to neglect them when I'm under an assignment deadline. She's very good about bringing the ball back and dropping it directly in the middle of whatever I'm doing.
I have no clue what Jameson's favorite toy is, though. He's not much into playing. He's very stoic like that. I haven't tried the cat dancer or a laser pointer yet, though.