It's not like we don't give him any toys to play with. That box has a toy hamster in it that makes noises and runs around. Rufus loves it and so does his sister.
And this one that Bonnie is so interested in has dried cat food and cats' treats in it.
But no, he has to make his own entertainment. So this morning I found him on the doormat in the hall, with a small limp animal between his paws. Poor little thing, it was the size of a large mouse but completely bald. I picked it up to put it in the bin and found it was breathing!
I rang the vet (veterinary surgeon) and they said I could take it in. It turns out to be a baby squirrel. I don't know what will happen to it.
Sometimes I don't like cats.