Man is on a mission 😛

He brings me this when he’s in his feels and needs attention.

I bought this toy for Stegi (short for Stegosaurus) right after we rescued him at 8 weeks old because it has a pouch you can microwave to keep puppies and kittens warm. He has grown up with it, loves it and carries it everywhere. We call it his buddy.

He’s a stealthy stuffy-carrier who always manages to drop it before I reach the phone, but I finally caught him in the act.

Honestly I’m not sure if it’s a fox, it came in a three pack with another fox and a squirrel. Maybe a beaver? Idk, but he doesn’t care, he loves them.

Kali has a large tote full of toys meant for cats. However, she prefers going to a lower shelf in the closet and rummaging for bra pad inserts. She’s always proud of her findings and presents them to me or the husband. Out of everything, inserts are her favorite “toy”.

The humble bottle cap

Frostbite has been carrying around the same slipper since she was a few months old. She delivers it to the bed when it’s sleep time and brings it back to the living room when we get up for the day. She never touches the slipper’s match, only this particular one.

Watford has a derpy little crocheted frog that he loves to march through the house

Squishy is the cat. He loves Bert. Not sure Bert feels the same way, tbh.

You can tell it’s his office hours (what we call his playtime) when the caterwauling echoes through the house… he loves this llama!!!!!! 🤣

He probably thinks we are trading breakfasts. "See mom, I brought YOU breakfast. Now where is mine?"

Watford was the first to discover that the crocheted coffee bean we got at a craft fair was a fun toy to carry. He still likes to show everyone that it was all his idea to begin with.

Five month old Magnus keeping his prize away from sister Ozma.

Watford is over twenty pounds of solid tough guy ragamuffin, but he thinks he’s a tiny kitten so he always chooses the littlest toys to bring us.

This is his little gingerbread man from last Christmas