Even though I'm
a Big Chicken semi-feral it doesn't mean I don't like to play with toys!
Even if that Missus Try-n-Touch the Kitty is on the other end.
Some things are just too fun to pass up...
...like these mutant ginormous blades of grass Mommy brought home.
Look at how close I got!
When I get to playing I sometimes forget to stay out of touchy-feeley range; but Mommy very kindly refrained (thank Cod) from violating my purrsonal space while I played Wild Lion Killing a Gazelle on the Serengeti Plains.
After I shredded the evil behemoth blades with my deadly daggers Mommy braided them into a rope for some extra super-duper strength.
She may have been trying to reel me in here.
Anyway, the rope was immensely satisfying to chomp on, and later in the evening I yakked up an epic grassball!
Scouty = 1
Mommy = 0
XX Scouty the Brave XX