This morning I discovered that Charlie had chewed one of the toy mice right off the cat tower and proceeded to chew on the elastic string from which the mouse used to hang. I snipped off the remaining elastic. Also he bit off at least three feathers from one of his toys and tried to eat one until Aaron stopped him. Still, he looked quite pleased with himself.
I don’t need a toddler to whom I say, “Get that out of your mouth!” I already have one. He has four legs and a tail.