...when they've gotten themselves half in and half out of the handle of a large plastic Kohls bag? They tear through the house like a bat outta hell, running into walls and doors, sliding on the laminate floor, knocking over candles on the coffee table, knocking books off of bookshelves, running under the bed, then over the bed, then back to the front of the house where they make a flying leap for the top of the shutters, but the bag has grabbed some wind and they weren't counting on that when they made that jump and they just kinda slide down the wall. And this is all happening so fast that all you see is a streak of white and this large gray bag flapping behind them. Then the dog perks up and starts barking hysterically and you'd love to help the cat, but you're laughing so hysterically that you can't breathe let alone move. When you do contain your laughter enough to try to help the wild-eyed, panting-hard cat, they FREAK and take off again and now you've just peed your pants from laughing so hard and you have to enlist the help of your children. Who, fortunately, have the wherewithal to get a pair of scissors to cut the bag off the cat rather than trying to disentangle the cat from the bag. Abbey is going to be so upset that her favorite bag is ruined. She has the best time playing with that bag. But, Abbey is 6 pounds soaking wet and walks right through the handles - on purpose - whereas Hydro is a good 15 pounds, at least, and not nearly as agile and feline-like as Abbey. He's a big, clumsy oaf who is sweet as can be, but never has an original idea and only decided to play with the bag because Abbey was having so much fun. So, he had to kick her out of it. Bet he won't do that again. ALWAYS remember to factor in the entertainment factor of our pets.