Each morning, I take the paper wrapping from Prince's water bottle he had in his lunch the previous day and hand it to Maggie to enjoy.
The CRUNCH and CRACKLE are enough to wake the whole house. After the bottle has been silence, she will take it to her favorite spot. Her bed in the front hall by the front window is surrounded by all her toys. It actually looks likes Dog R Us has exploded.
In the afternoon the sun comes through the window and she enjoys the warmth and lazy dog days.
The Kitty Justice is that we do not have to mash the plastic bottles to recycle.