Both of mine just love rolled up socks. They attack them, kick them around the house. Once, when Simon was a kitten my then roommate had a house guest. Well, this poor guy had to leave without his socks because we couldn't find them anywhere. You guessed it, about an hour later, here comes Simon, all proud of himself, with the socks in his mouth!
They also like to take the large chunks of pot pourri out of the bowl and bat those around. (Don't worry, they never try to eat it!)
They also like to take the large chunks of pot pourri out of the bowl and bat those around. (Don't worry, they never try to eat it!)