Bruce the cat has a security blanket, only it's not a blanket. It's a shoe string. He drags it with him everywhere he goes and he likes to sleep with it curled in his paws. I've often accused Bruce of dog like behavior. He fetches. He follows me around like a puppy. The security shoe string is probably his most eccentric quirk. He loves his string and he wants me to love it too. He will drag it over and drop it on my feet or if I am prone, on top of the book I'm reading and look at me with his usual bugged out expression as if to say. "Look how cool my shoe string is. Isn't this great? Drag it around a bit so I can chase it."
And he does love to chase the string. He'll dash after it as long as I'll drag it around. And if I throw it he'll go get it and bring it back. He's a strange cat.