You: Run around with the ribbon, making it as exciting as possible.
I: Might chase it if I deem you engaged enough in the game.
I: try to squeeze my body into the space your face is currently occupying.
I: Attack your feet.
You: Yell a lot.
I: freak out about any door in the house being shut.
You: Open them, and ignore the cold.
You: Make eye contact around any doorway or piece of large furniture.
I: Go mental for no apparent reason.
(Often segues into catch – or getting over excited, and vomiting cat food on the carpet.)
(This clearly is the kind of gold-star quality writing that we all come to Leaf Probably to read.. Right?! Right. Lesigh. I have things to write about, I swear, I just got to the New post button, and can’t seem to get the typing with the words happen.)