We visited my parents in WI last weekend and as some of you might remember, Cranker is my mom's Ragdoll kitty. We were sitting at the kitchen table talking about kitties (I was showing her PT) when the Cranker came in the room. He's soooo pretty, but he's such a cranker that I don't dare touch him, even when he rubs his tail across my legs. So she was just telling me how he never plays. He never really has played, even when he was younger (he's 10 now). So she's telling me all about how he doesn't play, when I hear this noise. I look down and he's going bonkers on my book bag! He was so getting into it and I just happened to have my camera handy, so without further ado, here's the Cranker having a blast on my book bag. :D