It was near sunset when I let the kittens out and I spent a while upstairs while Anna got a few minutes out of her room while Rhea was distracted with the outside. So the light was pretty dim for picture time.
Davout loves being out there, but he also is a good sport about heading back in when I go to fetch him as it gets late.
Usually when Davout starts in, Rhea picks herself up and goes in with him like a little convoy.
Those few little moments are his favorite thing. He’s content for the rest of the evening after that.