If our cats had to pick one toy to bring to the proverbial desert island, it would be the laser pointer. Doozer could be lounging upstairs on the bed, but the mere sound of the laser's button clicking will bring her running down to chase the amazing red bug. Having such great power over the cats has gone to my head, and I often abuse my dominion to make the cats chase the laser spot in ever-tightening circles. Cruel, you might say, but they seem eager for the excitment and exercise. Anyway, Gavin knows that the sight of the laser means the cats will soon be spinning, and now whenever I turn it on to play with the cats, Gavin will start spinning, too. He doesn't chase the laser, he just sees the light and knows it is spinning time.