Oh Mr. Fister, you bring such a smile to my face when I read of your tails, uh, I mean tales! You have suffered so much that you deserve the love Randi and John give you. Those pictures sure tell the story of your personality. From rooftop to bed, where you rightfully belong. I wonder why you don't play so much. Have you tried cat nip? Little bits of aluminum rolled up into a loose ball? Marbles? Acorns? Little strips of cloth scented with cat mint? Another kitten? Feathers? Some felines are content without alot of gadgets, and maybe you are one of them. I do know that when I look into your eyes, I see more wild than domestic thoughts in your head. I am so please that you live amongst your forever friends. Thanks for telling such a beautiful story, John.