If I were a cat, I'd play with stuff. But I'd only play with things that you'd never expect a cat to play with, just so people would watch me and say things like, "Hey, I've never seen a cat play with an empty vodka bottle before!" or "Whoah! I didn't know cats could be friends with boa constrictors!" or "Should that cat be walking through that wet cement?"
Alas, I'm not a cat. My name's Tristan, and I'm a human. Perhaps the closest I'll ever get to being a cat, besides licking my hands to clean them, is sharing (most of) my name with this guy. Tristen is up for adoption now at FACE Low-Cost Spay/Neuter Clinic. He loves to play with just about anything - strings, boxes, other cats - and, if he's anything like I would be if I were a cat, he might even enjoy playing with empty vodka bottles. But it's probably better if he sticks with stereotypical cat things. Like catnip. Don't you want to give Tristen some catnip? Adopt this cutie today!