There is a cat nip toy on the floor of the livingroom. I hate it. Here’s why:

It looks like a turd. It’s supposed to be bat-shaped, but it mostly just looks like a turd. So Every time I see it I assume that one of the animals has pooped on the floor.

And, because it is something my slow and pathetic lizard brain recognizes as something I have seen before, I get pissed became its a turd that nobody has picked up yet.

And that nobody who hasn’t picked it up yet is probably me.

Then I end up walking around feeling bad because apparently, I am the kind of a guy who just leaves turds laying in the livingroom.

Except that I am not. Because it is not a turd. It is a cat toy.