I don't know why there are so many toys...

There's a phenomenon going on in my home.

Toys are available everywhere.  Every month new ones mysteriously arrive.

Some are remotely enjoyable.

You may notice some toy balls are under various furniture throughout my home.  Sister Stivali and I have about a dozen toy balls of various sizes and with a myriad of noise making devices inside them. These are fun, for one second a month when we decide to use them.

However, my ma has a cloth bag, which holds our grooming accessories in it: tooth paste, comb, brush, nail clippers, and kitty wipes.  This bag is of pleasing quality to us. This supple bag has a draw string, which nearly five years ago we were able to pull out (which was an extreme adventure of an objective for Stivali and I to accomplish).  This string is no longer used as a drawstring for our grooming bag...  it is now our very favorite toy, and has been for many years.

We carry it in our mouth and drag it along the floor as we walk with it, carrying it all over the house.

Ma finds it in a different place each time she arrives home to us.

When it is resting on the floor, we stand in front of it and meow at Ma to pick it up and swing it in front of us so that we can play and try to catch it.

It is seriously the best toy ever.  Hours upon hours of enjoyment.

Yet, why do different toys appear in the home month after month when we already own the pinnacle of all toys known to cat?

Does anyone know?