The Boys, that is.
This morning when I came out of my room after getting ready, Jack and Dusty were wrestling together on the landing. Much chewing, rolling, jumping, play-growling was involved.
As soon as I came out and spoke (Yes, I talk to cats, and yes, my intelligence goes down accordingly. Today I said, "Oh, are you two playing together???"), they immediately stopped wrestling, began grooming each other, and looked at me with wide-eyed, innocent expressions.
"Us? We weren't doing anything!"
Yeah, right.
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