Oh, so sad!
My cat has these 2 tops it loves to play with. They are cheap dime store knockoffs that used to light up when you spun them. Now, there is one and I can't find the other. The cat goes nuts for this thing, even going so far as to walk around with the handle in its mouth to move it from place to place. It looks like Maggie from the Simpsons with a pacifier. Anywho, I found it this morning when sweeping the kitchen and fished it out for him. Then, he and I were batting it back and forth while I was washing my hands at the sink, and I stepped on it by accident. It is partially broken, but he remains undeterred.

What the hell does this have to do with me posting?

Nothing, just thought you would enjoy a cute story.

Well, there is that, and the fact I am writing a sad story in STXI fandom right now. It is an unrequited story between Chekov and Spock. Chekov is longing for Spock, and Spock only sees him as a bright student. *sighs*