Don't get me wrong, I love kids! I previously met two of these kids. A sweet little boy who used to come over a lot and whom I would cheerfully steal from his parents if I thought I could get away with it. An adorable little girl I'd met once before. And a six month old baby girl I'd not met, but heard about often. The boy and girl are both under 4, closer to three I believe but wouldn't swear to.
My house is not baby proof. The twins are the youngest kids I've had around and they're 21! The only toys I have are cat toys. What I'm saying is, there's not a lot to do for active little ones. Netflix movies only entertain for so long.
What they really want, and boy do they want it! Is to play with my kitties! Are you laughing hysterically yet? Star? Play with a child? Star, not shred a little person for getting too close? Ha! Leo, not run and hide and freak out? Ha Ha!
Sorry kids, I won't force my kitties to sit still and let you pet them. You can call me mean if you want, but I don't intend to subject my kitties to, albeit unintentional, torture just because you wanna see the kitty. Learned that lesson ages and ages ago! (Ok, I was 12 or so and excited to show off my kittens and thought my 1 to 3 (cant remember exactly) year old cousin would like to see them. Ever try to pry tiny fingers from around a 3 week old kittens neck? Never, ever again!)
Suffice it to say, we did not see much of the kitties today. Leo did venture down when it was quiet. Lulled into a false sense of security bought by Gnomeo and Juliette induced silence. He quickly realized his mistake and after two circuits of the house successfully evaded them long enough to get upstairs without being seen aided by misdirection from the adults. "I think the kitty went that way! No? Sorry.." Ha
When Greg got home and went upstairs, all we had left was the blissfully, thankfully, sleeping baby, but the cats were not taking any chances. He managed to snap a few pictures of what he found. Now, he has a much better camera on his phone, but wow, these are some bad blurry pictures! I'm still gonna share them....
I believe I told you that lately Star doesn't really care to step paw into our room, though she has surprised us a few times. Well, Greg found her in our room sleeping against the TV Watchin' Wedge Pillow.
Thank Cod you're home, daddy. You won't believe what's going on down there!
Leo was still king of the bed. Carefully away from all edges because she tries to reach up and smack him. But they were sharing the room!
Leo: Is she looking at me? I feel like she's looking at me. But better her than those miniature humans!
Greg went to clean up, and when he came back to the room, he saw this! They're sharing the bed! No hissing, no fighting! They shared the bed for safety!
Star: He can watch me all he wants, I'm not leaving until those people do.
Leo: I think this is close enough.. don't you?
What's more!! When we went up to bed, Star came back in and was running around her daddy's ankles looking for his attention and to tell him all about her horrible day. But the jig was up, he'd seen her on the bed of her own accord, so she wasn't going to get away with acting like the bed was stolen from her by the barbarian. He picked her up and put her on the bed!
And she stayed! Not only stayed, got lots of pets, but wandered back and forth between him and ME! She headbutted me, demanding pets every time she wandered over! And through it all, Leo stayed, calmly, at the foot of the bed!
I'm trying not to read too much into it. I know they aren't best friends. Yet. But I'm loving what's going on while it lasts!