We went food shopping today, and I stuck this in the cart, thinking it was cute. It’s really called “The Cat Fancier’s Association Active Cat Solo Play Cat Toy“. I guess it looks kind of real. Kind of. Sort of.
That’s what I thought anyway, until I heard the cashier shrieking uncontrollably. Mind you, it was sewn to a card at the time.
“Oh, I can’t touch it! I CAN’T touch it! It’s the tail! IT’S THE TAIL! AHHH!!”
Then she got a paper towel and tried to pick it up, still shrieking.
“AHHH!! I CAN’T!!! Oh, I can’t touch it!”
The man behind us picked it up. I tried to get around her from the other side to scan it myself, but she was holding onto my arm. We were all laughing at this point, even the poor cashier, but she just couldn’t get it together. She was actually shaking. I finally grabbed it, scanned it, and she held out a bag for me to drop it into, while trying not to look. I said, “It’s all gone now,” and apologized for traumatizing her. I hope she has recovered by now!
