Max Update: Toy Fishing

Max is playing Quarriors with us

For those of you who might be worried about how Max is doing in his new home with my brother, you needn't worry. Max is thriving in the stimulating atmosphere of Chuck's house. He enjoys taunting the dog, playing with his toys, and interacting with his humans, especially Chuck (although Dawn says that occasionally he'll leap up into her lap).

He especially likes shoving all his toys under the quarter round display cabinet, and then watching his humans fish them out with a yard stick or wand toy. He enjoys this so much that he'll sometimes forget to actually play with his toys first and will try to stick them back underneath while the original fishing expedition is still happening. 

There are usually exclamations of indignation over this behavior and he stops with a kind of goofy, "oops, I forgot" expression. Give him five minutes and the closest toy to the cabinet will be played with very enthusiastically and just "happen" to get shoved closer and closer until, whoops, under it goes. And it wasn't Max's fault, really, honest. He's just a cat; he can't be expected to understand what direction a toy is going to go in when he bats at it. Right? Right??

His humans don't fall for this, which is why the fishing expeditions are ever so much fun when they do happen, because his humans don't go fishing until almost all the toys are under the cabinet.