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I bought the cats a new toy (mostly for myself) and they were thoroughly unimpressed by my choice. Dotty attempted to pick it up, then the handle end moved and it scared the life out of her. Angel just sat and stared blankly at the toy, then Dotty, and then me as if to say “What is this tat? Bring me a real bird!” … Not that she would know what to do with a bird, hunter she is not.