For their own safety, Ralph and Celeste are strictly indoor cats. For instance, right now a great horned owl is hooting and working the neighborhood. Frank went out one night and never came back and I don't want to go through that again. That being said, if these cats were kids I would have sent them outside to play yesterday. It was as if they both had a bad case of cabin fever. It's usually Ralph who is the nutter, but Celeste was also infected. They raced through the house, roughhoused and wrestled, and hid in ambush. One couldn't walk past the other without giving a slap. Celeste came crooning up the hall with a piglet in her mouth. When she put it down, Ralph snatched it up and wouldn't give it back. They've rarely been so boisterous at the same time or for so long. This went on all day.
They slept well last night.
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They sound like my 4 and 3 year old grandchildren. I bet they put on quite a show!
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