For disposable fun, then this is the one

[muckefuck]

Aw, isn't it sweet? You know, that's what I thought too, the first one or two hundred times. Now it's getting a bit old. I should've known when we started--I'm the one who invented the game after all--that if he enjoyed it once, he'd want to do it again and again. I keeping telling myself that the exercise is as good for me as it is for him, but he's the spry young one, so why am I doing all the tossing while all he does is sit there and take the occasional swipe? Today I woke up with a very sore throwing arm. As my throwing arm is also my...er...self-service arm, there may be some hard choices ahead. Amusing a cat or killing kittens? It's a real dilemma.

(For more context, see the photostory linked to from monshu's LiveJournal. He's actually begun updating it again, if you can believe it.)

Comments

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

To some degree I am, because if I throw too wild, the ball lands on the sitting room carpet and I have to go up and down a flight to retrieve it. But that's probably my best bet.

I'm still in the market for a good wind-up mouse. Or perhaps a robot cat!