For a change I got back home before it was dark so I let the kittens out back. There was a bird perched on the wall so instead of rushing out Davout decided to camp and keep an eye on it.
Rhea was even more circumspect, hanging back and giving me the look. Hey, there’s a first. You can see the notch in her fur on the front foot from the tooth operation.
Then giving up on me, she started watching Davout.
And watching….and watching.
Eventually they both went in without going out to eat grass or try and climb the wall. So that is something.