I was trying to get into the bathroom and I kept having fuzzy help bouncing around my ankles... they were desperate to see what in "the room where ferrets are not allowed." I tossed the bunch (3 or 4) onto the bed not seeing that Donna Cat has already made herself at home. Immediately most of them made their way onto the night table and under the covers. Except for Jo-Jo. When I took a better look, Jo-Jo had made himself at home laying across Donna's back legs and he was staring at her ears: Pussycat ears are delicious. Donna does not really mind the little cretins; they are her ugly little kittens who play neat games. Looking again, these two were still at it: rapt love (of pussy cat ears) and caution (those things like to bite pussycat hind legs). The closest camera to hand was the iPhone. That explains the grainy quality, but you have to shoot these moments as you see them. There you have it; a precious moment. For a change it did not end with a cat yowling and thumping down the hall followed by small hooves tap tap tapping on the laminate. No, they just sauntered off intent on ... ohhhhh! Shiny! Enjoy; thanks for viewing.