The kittens have been thundering around the house these last hours, going up stairs and down and all around. Rhea managed to confuse Davout once by opening up a cabinet and hiding in it.
He played a bit more quietly with me.
They don’t often do a lot of wrestling when they do stop – it is more like a fake pounce to show what could be done then they are off and running in some other direction.
When Rhea was littler she was a lot more pushy at playtime, sometimes getting in Davout’s way. She does that a lot less than she used to, often she is content to watch him play or wait her turn.