Halloween Presents
What's Halloween without a couple of black cats, and maybe a wolf?
A package arrived in the mail... and it rattles! Morgan came running,
certain that he recognized that noise...
Cat toys! For me! Hooray!
Crinkly paper! For me! Hooray!
Oh look! Cat toys! For me! Hooray!
(He's awfully sweet, but not too bright.)
One squeak of the bright orange bone, and Grendel came running!
Throwitthrowitthrowitthrowit!!!
Meanwhile, Morgan waited impatiently... if only that dratted dog would quit running around frantically so I can play too!
This is a cool toy!
While Morgan batted at toy on the coffeetable, Grendel finally settled down with his new squeaky bone.
Ghost watched the whole thing carefully, but from a safe distance. She's much too dignified to play with rowdy boys. At least not when anyone is watching and the camera is out.
Happy Halloween!