Travis bounced his ball.  He didn’t mind playing by himself.  The ball was fun.  He could chase it and kick it for what seemed like forever.  Sometimes the other cat would play, too, but he always played with his own ball.  Sometimes, he would kick his ball at the other cat, but he would kick it right back at Travis, watching until Travis began playing with his own ball again.  Sometimes, the other cat would play what his humans called patty cake with him, but Travis could never get him to wrestle and play with him.  Very peculiar.  Travis would try, but resumed playing with his ball when the other cat wouldn’t play back.   What else could he do?

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