I've been busy.
In our house, Mum piles up all my toys on my Kitty Condo (where I'm sat), and I knock them all off. So she puts them back, and I knock them all off again.
Sometimes I spread them around for good measure. Sometimes, though, this backfires, as I now can't find my 3 favourite fluffy balls. Will just have to get Dad to have another look under the sofa.
He likes it under there really.
I'm a big fat ginger cat with no fluffy balls (can I say that??)