I’ve found that sometimes the best toys aren’t “toys” at all (much to the chagrin of new parents M&D).  For example, the cat dish (sorry, Atlas) makes a wonderful sound when it crashes on the floor.  And the door stop stick is just good for carrying around.  And the rug can be appreciated much better when you can see (and feel) both sides, don’t you think?

Now, where’d that trash can go again?