Yesterday morning after Bob went to work I found one of the toy mice and decided to see if I could figure out why the other cats like them so much. I picked one up and carried it across the room, then jumped up onto the bed with it, but it didn't do anything. So I laid it back down at the foot of the bed and cried to get Monikas' attention, so I ask her what I was supposed to do with it. It took her a couple of minutes to realize that it was me crying because I have never cried like that before, but when she did I looked at her then the mouse and back at her and asked her how it worked and you know what she did? She picked it up and through it across the room! Now I'll never know how to play with it.