The number of catalogs that I receive in the mail is ridiculous. It's actually well past ridiculous and safely in the realm of redankulous. I get everything from custom petite bikini catalogs to specialized turtle care magazines (neither of which being exactly relevant to my current demographic). Our poor little mailbox is often overburdened by bulky catalogs and rarely are any of these cage liners even worth cracking open. In fact, so far the best thing they've had to offer came from quickly flipping through the latest catalog pile and not registering that what the dude is holding is a frisbee .