Oh, how I wish I had a video of this, but my description will have to suffice.
Yesterday morning, Max was on her stand in the kitchen. Thomas came downstairs, dressed for work, and threw his socks on the table while he went to get his shoes. As he threw his socks, Max flew over and tackled the socks, mid-air. Then, socks clenched in her feet, she rolled on her back and started attacking the socks. She rolled over a few times and fell off of the table, landing on the floor, where she continued to wrestle with the socks while on her back. (For a partial image of what this looked like, see Homeless Parrot's header -- but instead of Titus with a spoon, picture Max aggressively attacking socks.)
We could not stop laughing. Attempts to recreate this for the camera were unsuccessful.