Mommy and Daddy got back from the weekend at the coast yesterday. Daddy had an evil glint in his eye when he unpacked his new toy - a remote control car. Daddy almost wore out the batteries chasing the furballs around the room with it. He calls it exercise. I think it's silly. They act like they are scared of it and then they turn around and pounce on it. Silly furballs! At least I'm smart enough to stay on the back of the couch.