For the first time EVER we are living with cats who actually play with actual cat toys. Honest to goodness, marketed for cats Toys. Every single cat I have ever known or lived with has totally ignored--in that way that only cats can ignore something while at the same time making you feel like a complete idiot--every thing that even remotely resembled something made for their species.
I've always just assumed cats playing with cat toys was an urban legend. You know, like babies who sleep during the night at some point during their first year of life. Or toddlers who eat something other than peanut butter. Or children who are potty trained in two days at 18 months.
So yesterday we found a combination hidy hole, scratching post and bell ball hanger-thing on sale and it somehow found its way into our house.
The dangling bell balls? Best toy Ever. They were, however, later removed since our options were to either remove the toys or turn the movie up louder and thereby waking the munchkins. Sleeping munchkins will always win by default. Sorry kitties, thems the rules.
Hidy hole? Perfect. And the Kitty Displacement Theory was proven...one kitty goes in, the other comes out. Works with toddler as well--toddler goes in, kitty comes out.
Scratching post? Meh. Apparently it's redundant. The slipcover on the armchair is still available. They are, after all, still cats.