Irrepressible Perserverence

There is now a soaping wet fake-yet-realistic-looking mouse toy hanging by its tail from my medicine cabinet. I was made aware of the fellow's plight by Marion's yowling moments before she rescued it from the water dish and dropped it on my foot. Obviously with the intent that I "fix" it.

Or at least make it stop being wet again so she can play with it without getting wet herself.

It is now drying where she can't get it and she was despondent for all of five seconds before she found her mouse-chicken toy.

Oh Marion.

Spider-cat, spider-cat, does whatever a spider-cat does...