Something Evil This Way Comes...

Callie Jo is the youngest member of our household. She is not a complicated soul. Her needs are simple: an infrequent snack of canned, wet food, a sizable right breast to knead her "biscuits" on and a fluffy feather toy to chase.

Callie also enjoys her various scratching apparatuses:

...and the intermittent brown paper bag...

But Callie Jo's existence is not as idyllic as it seems. There is a lurking Entity that stalks her unceasingly. It is the face of Oreo-Cookie-Cuteness. It...is a Tuxedo. And it wants no part of the Calico interloper. But said Tuxedo can be distracted (temporarily) by this:

And if the above temptations fail to work, we take solace in the fact that at least they're both getting exercise.