You know that saying "Roll around in the hay?" I don't think that they ever did that. Hay is way, way to poky and scratchy and just all around pain to deal with. It does smell nice though.
I have another cat now. Her name is Willow, but I have no picture of her as Harvey has declared that she must stay under the bed in the spare bedroom. Kind of like a Middle East conflict going on in that room. I am NATO and have kicked Harvey out of the "talks" (outside) and have made the house Switzerland.