Remembering to Have Fun

I have toys. I admit it. Why – don’t you?

Grownups like to pretend that toys don’t matter anymore.

Or they get toys that aren’t really toys.

I’m all grown up, and I still love a fuzzy, catnip-stuffed pal to swipe at.

I rough-house and let him know who’s boss.

And then I take a nap on him.

What? You don’t have toys?

Jabberwocky

About Jabberwocky

I'm a blue eyed Himalayan cat who breaks the record on handsome.