Seamus has taken to stalking, "killing", and presenting Lauren's small stuffed animals to us. Cute, yes. During the day when this happens, we praise him for being a good hunter. But, problem is, he's taken to gifting us at 3 AM. He will stand with the stuffy in his mouth meowing until acknowledged.The first time this happened, I dropped the stuffy in my bedside stand and rolled over to go back to sleep. Now that it's become nearly a nightly occurrence, I sometimes momentarily lose my faculties and place it on the top of the table. Ohh, bad choice. This means he snatches it up again, spends about a half hour stalking and "killing" it, and then presents it again at 3:30 AM.
Ohh sweet sleep. How I crave thee...
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When the cats were younger they used to play with their toy mice in the middle of the night. It was loud. So every night before going to bed I would hunt down all the toys and hide them. This may seem like a real pain in the butt when you already have too much to do but it may be worth it.
I'm sorry you're suffering...but that's hilarious.
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