Another factor in my recent hanging around upstairs messing with the AV setup is that taking pictures of Davout is that much harder. He tends to dart away if I get up, the overall gloom of the room makes him vanish, and there are more places to hide. So recently he’s been left out.
Today I made a special effort by enticing him with a shoestring, then dangling it down for him. Of course Rhea came in from nowhere to play with it first, but after that he came over for a careful examination.
What is the eternal essence of string-ness?
Anna still isn’t showing a huge desire to come out of her own room. She is eating her wet food again, and playing with me for a few minutes before she gets too worked up and runs off. She’s pretty much over snapping at my hands, even if I am pulling her about to take icky medicine.
You can always get Rhea’s attention by the feather teaser. I hid it all day under a cloth but she went on alert as soon as it was pulled out.
Anna is a pretty thing.
The neighbors often shut or open a window about bedtime and this time Rhea was there to hear it. I’m not sure why this caught her by surprise this way, but I like the stunned look.