What's the craziest (extravagant, unusual, embarrassing, wev) thing you've ever bought, made, or prepared for a pet?
I've really not done anything totally wacky for the girls, although the sheer amount of toys floating around this house—catnip-stuffed mice, feathered rat-bird type thingies the girls adore, tinfoil balls, and all other manner of cat-related foolishness—would probably embarrass a sane person. It's not just my fault; Uncle Petulant has sent at least two dozen little mousy toys for the very spoiled kittycat girls of Shakes Manor, and their Nana Shakes spoils them with gifts, too, when she's not plying them with scraps of roast beef. Every time we move the couch to clean beneath it, eight billion little cat toys are rediscovered and provide hours of uproarious fun until they are deposited under the couch (or behind the fridge, or in various secret hidey-holes throughout the house) once again.
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