Rhea takes over a new platform for dominating the kitchen area.
There was a fun little get together in Anna’s room last night. I put Anna on the couch back facing the door, and he boys all came forward. This time they hung in the doorway and Anna watched them and got into being petted and scratched by me. She was doing that little chirping thing cats do.
At once point I looked up and saw Rhea doing a low to the ground rush forward through the boys toward the door to get closer. Uh-oh. This time though, when I pointed at her she stopped and instead ate from the food by the door. Anna did hiss at her at the end of her charge, and was getting agitated, so I took her back to her safe window seat.
Anna calmed down once she was in her safe spot. Rhea went into the closet, and for the first time I recall jumped onto a rolling suitcase to turn and watch Anna. But at least Rhea didn’t have her hunting stare on and Anna didn’t feel the need to stare her down back. If it wasn’t so late I’d have let things go on a lot longer.
When I got up and stood between them, Rhea got down and went out the door without any trouble.
Grant may be the wild thing, but he’s the tamest in the Anna visits when things get nasty. He goes off and waits in another room.
Feather toys get no mercy, however.