Our kitty was so amazing
We would shoot rubber bands, he would run like a run like hell after them (like they were going to escape?), bring them back and drop them at our feet, bugging us until we shot them again for him to chase. We got tired of this way earlier than he did. He was a rescued feral, and never really 'got' that he was actually a cat.
One of the other many weird things he did was to lie on the floor in the basement every morning with my husband, "helping" him do his excercises, trying to contort his body to do everything just the way my husband was doing it. I had to put him to sleep a few weeks ago, which broke my heart.
(If the picture thingy works, please excuse the view of my hubby's hiney. Trying to make the 350 pic into <100, not sure I can put it here?)
Edit -
okay, couldn't figure it out after all, so made the pic my avatar.
By the way, the "he" I put to sleep was the cat.