The story of a cat and his new toy.

Yes, Tom is sitting proudly with his new die. Now, most cats would be head over heels to get a new toy, especially a die to bat around the house with wanton abandon. And when they learned it was filled with catnip, all hell would break loose as the cat and his toy played and played and played until the sated feline staggered off for an obligatory nap.

Not Tom, not Max. They looked at the toy, then looked at me as if I had finally gone over the edge. If I didn’t occasionally bat the die around, it would get no use.

Who would think I would raise cats that are opposed to drugs? Go figure.