While making the bed this morning, I found this tangled among the sheets:
This is one of Doogie's favorite toys. (For new readers, Doogie is one of my cats.) It's a furry tassel that attaches to the end of the boys' fishing pole toy. Doogie likes to pick it up in his mouth and carry it around the house like prey. It's especially funny to see if the tassel happens to be attached to the pole. He'll run through the house with a long string and stick trailing behind him.
Sometimes, he brings us his toys while we sleep at night. He'll run through the house with it, jump on the bed, drop it at our feet, then curl up and fall asleep. For whatever reason, I just always find it so sweet whenever this weird little toy ends up in our bed. It's like he's sharing his favorite thing with his favorite people, and it always makes me feel happy.
It's a nice way to start a new day.