Sammy was headed that way, bringing back the first couple tosses and
then droping her bottle cap further and further away until I give up
on the game and stop throwing it. That's one thing I appreciate about
Spotty's introduction into the mix. Now that Sammy realises that
Spotty will appropiate the cap if it's dropped halfway, she brings it
all the way back. Of course this means Sam had to think of a new way
to tell me when she's getting tired of the game. So, now she RUNS to
get the cap, and brings it back slower and slower as she gets tired.
When she's ready to quit playing she just watches where I toss the cap
but doesn't chase it.

Miranda fetches her rope toy and strings. I didn't have to teach her,
she learnt it herself. So did Nikki. She would fetch mousies. When she
was young we had a routine every evening, where she would bring her
mousie into bed for me, I'd throw it and she'd fetch it. Five-ten tosses
later, she would come to bed and curl up at my feet, purring contentedly.