Rhea was holding court in a laundry basket turned over. Every one likes to sleep in these.
Sherman isn’t pushy like Grant, but gets as close when he wants. He’s calmer. The other day I brought him in to see Anna. She mewed, sniffed the tip of his tail once, twice, then a third time and then spat at him. He was disappointed it seemed, but not afraid.
Marshal D gets his turn with the toy.
THIS IS RELEVANT TO MY INTERESTS…
Davout hangs out more downstairs, Rhea is the queen of my room, but he comes up for visits.