Who Invents These Things?

She has this thing, with dangling feathers and string (which we all know I can not resist), and it bounces around driving me absolutely mad! When I see it, I get these urges. I really can't explain it. It's embarrassing. I turn into this total idiot and I can't contain myself!

For hours, she taunts me with it. It's never quite within my grasp or I'll think I've caught it only to see it bouncing in another part of the room. Sometimes I'll feel it brushing on my tail, but no matter how fast I turn, I can't catch it!

It is evil. This stupid device makes me look so foolish. It makes me snort. Sometimes it causes me to have air come rushing out from under my tail. It has the ability to steal my dignity within seconds.

And worst of all? You guys know me. I'm a lounge-about type of cat. I wake up the next day from these excursions SO sore! Wicked, wicked, wicked.
~Mashed Potato~