I need to stop saying things. Almost as I was typing yesterday’s post, Rhea was upstairs tearing the cardboard away and breaking into Anna’s room. It got a bit loud but otherwise no harm was done. I blocked up the gap with a heavy computer speaker and a little bit ago Rhea was up there scooting it away from the gate. It is one of those subwoofer units for a computer, so its pretty heavy. At least she’s getting a workout.
Also, after saying how Harrison was settling into a dependable eating pattern, these last few days he’s been way off his feed, hardly eating at all. He doesn’t seem particularly ill.
At least today Harrison ate quite a bit.
Davout hasn’t been contrary, at least. Perhaps if I don’t say what he is doing or not doing he won’t be able to make a liar out of me.
After getting Rhea away from the door, I turned on the undercover mouse for some playtime.
Rhea now has something else to be a creepy stalker.
Davout was pretty careful at first.
<sigh>. She’s such a cutie, even when she’s bugging the crap out of Anna.
Davout still has those crazy whiskers.