The Old Bat dragged herself out of bed (though at a more civilized hour; it *is* Caturday after all) and deigned to offer more playtimes this morning. As you can see, I could not help but participate:
It was all good till I reached wildly for my toy (I mean, it *is* mine, right?) and the Human stupidly put her finger in my way. Not My Fault Besides, a splotch of red adds visual interest to the picture. Don't you think so?