My cat went nuts for my dirty gardening gloves once. I’d been out pulling weeds that morning, and I came in and threw the gloves into the laundry basket. A few hours later, I discovered my cat rubbing and rolling on the gloves in ecstacy.
Also, just this morning, I was looking at a little Human Torch doll that belongs to my daughter, and I put him on my cat’s back like he was riding him. My cat flipped the toy off, and started ravenously biting his head and hands. Poor Johnny Storm.