Last night I went out partying with some buddies. It was getting pretty late and we decided to go to Larry's apartment for a night cap. When he opened the door, there were two kittens, just ten weeks old. He had rescued them from the shelter.
They were full of energy at 1AM and try as I did, I could not wear them down. Every time one looked to be slowing the other came at me full steam. The group of "well, cats are OK" guys thought I had lost my mind. I issued everyone toys and, buzzed as they were, the guys all ended up enjoying the kittens. Jim, having the most exciting toy, bragged that the kittens liked him best.
They were full of energy at 1AM and try as I did, I could not wear them down. Every time one looked to be slowing the other came at me full steam. The group of "well, cats are OK" guys thought I had lost my mind. I issued everyone toys and, buzzed as they were, the guys all ended up enjoying the kittens. Jim, having the most exciting toy, bragged that the kittens liked him best.