The kittens get super excited when one of us gets in with them. They go crazy: zooming around, running into each other and wrestling, pouncing on things or nothing at all, and climbing everything in sight. Usually it’s me, but today George climbed in and was swarmed!
They think a warm, friendly jungle gym is the best thing ever. As you step into their area, one (usually Coda) or two of them are already half-way up your leg before you even step your second foot over the gate. As you very carefully sit down, one is already on your shoulder, one in your lap, and two are ducking through the openings and tunnels made by your legs.
It’s kitten crazies! If a sibling zooms by, attack! It’s a melée! Jump in! Run away! Bite someone’s foot! Pounce! They sometimes get so excited that they puff up their tails and arch their backs, as if zombies were after them.
