Davout is a skittery kitty, but these days he will let me grab him for a minute when I am starting up the computer to input the pictures for the blog post. He soon wants to go off on his own, though.
Yesterday or the day before I was talking about how I left the door open to Anna’s room and nothing happened. After I made the post, I went upstairs and Rhea was sitting on the back of the red sofa, about even with Anna’s perch on the futon in the closet. Anna was growling a little bit, but otherwise they were just sitting together.
Above – Anna defending her nook in the shelves from dangling red cords.
So I was feeling pretty pleased about that, but this morning I was in there with Anna and Rhea came in the door and lunged right up toward Anna in her closet and induced a noisy spat.
When Anna gets tired of more active play, she lies down and swats at various toys I roll into the cubby…
It’s INSIDE WITH ME!!!! aAAHHH!!!