Do I even want to know?

[kyrielle]

Last night, I spent most of the evening downstairs in the living room, reading. (I should have spent it doing other things, but the library got in Kristen Britain's The High King's Tomb for me, and I've been pretty eager to read that....)

Meanwhile, around me, the cats were sometimes cuddly and sometimes playful. Apple was mostly playing, interestingly, with a little grey catnip mouse. She usually prefers toys that involve a human, but apparently she gave up on digging me out of my book to play with her.

I'm not sure what went on last night, but this morning, the little grey mouse was in the sink of the upstairs hall bathroom. I wonder whether she played it all the way up there, or just carried it and released it. I've seen her carry toys before, so maybe the latter is more likely.