That cat's got some balls...

We wake up in the morning, and Charlie has usually pulled almost every toy from his basket and scattered them all around the livingroom...where we proceed to stumble and step over them...

Lately, his selection has seemed quite diminished. We kept seeing the same little mouse over and over again.

Coley decided to look under the hutch.

There were balls everywhere. Crinkle balls made of foil, miniature tennis balls, furry catnip balls, his rainbow ball, his purple fuzzy ball...Coley pulled them out, and now all Charlie wants to do is play with his balls.

There is nothing sadder than a kitty with lost balls.