Gus started it all the day before – I caught him bouncing around the patio the other night dancing around some pieces of the old grill I disassembled, bouncing like a kitten. He also sat inside the bench I moved downstairs, shadow fighting with himself with crazy eyes.
Then this morning Calla was tearing up and down the stairs and outside, the first time yowling a couple of times and the second time Julius followed her around the dining room. She didn’t hiss at him or anything this time.
I’m not sure what was in the air, but it was fun to see.