The kittens are enjoying the time up to dark out back these days. The pavement is warm and they suck it up. Rhea hasn’t done any escaping the yard for a long time, hanging with Davout instead.
She’s quite a fighter!
Davout and the String.
Look at the whiskers go forward!
Such a nice boy.
This morning he was following me when I fed Anna and she met him at the doorway about a foot or so away. She didn’t hiss at him or run away. One time thing or progress?