Alas, the last thing anyone could ever call Porkchop is “bright.” She’s as dumb as a post, but no matter…she’s just so damn cute.
In any case, she’s perfectly aware that the dancing red dot is something I do…as soon as I pull the laser out of the desk drawer, she immediately starts looking around wildly. It doesn’t matter a bit.
The greatest thing ever was when I got her to repeatedly sprint in circles around one of my acoustic guitar cases, and everytime I’d run the laser up the wall at one end, she’d jump madly at it, pull a Matrix-style wall-walk, come down, and chase it again. I swear she did that 10 times in a row once. She was a pantin’ little kitty after that one, and I actually put the laser away out of concern for her health.