I wanted to buy a bottle of bubble solution to see if my cat would play with it. So I went to Dollar Tree since it seemed like the cheapest place to buy bubbles, since everything’s $1 there. I got a bottle of “Dinosaur Bubbles”. They had 2 different dinosaurs to choose from and one of them looked like a purple bear sitting on a birds nest, so I got the green one which sort of resembled an actual dinosaur if you squint and look at it from a distance. Anyway, I brought it home and attempted to blow bubbles at the cat, but apparently the $1 bottle of bubble solution behaved just the way you would expect it to, so I ended up making my own out of dish soap and water. The Dingleberry really enjoyed this and was chasing the bubbles around and having a fun time popping them.
So then later today, the Mrs. and I thought it would be a good idea to get him a bubble gun so we could shoot a whole bunch of bubbles at him at once. So we went to big lots and bought him one, and he was terrified by it. For some reason he was OK with getting one bubble blown at him at a time, but blow 15 at him at once and he totally loses his shit. He ran and hid underneath the bed like I was firing a real gun at him. Except he would randomly peek out from underneath and swat at any bubbles that came near him. Cats are so stupid.