Tell me the earthly reason why we must have stockings for pets. They’re not going to open them. Christmas doesn’t exist in arf arf world or meow meow land. So why pay extra for a bunch of little toys? Why not buy them a bone and some treats or a ball of string and be done with it?
It’s the same thought I had when I walked through a pet store, and something on the shelf beside me yelled, “Na na na na na, na!” I said, “What’s that?” and the clerk said, “Oh, a cat toy!” Cat toys are built with things to make them talk now? Why why why?! I love pets, but this is nuts. Maybe the guy who invented the pet-petter wasn’t so completely insane.