It's Twozday, and there was mayhem!
And then, peace.
The fracas got really loud with hisses and screams, and they batted each other for a while, then chased across the room and under every piece of furniture...sloshing my tea...then it went quiet.
The Hubby and I picked up chunks of black fur, wiped up the spills, and when it was time for the humans to go to bed, Manny and Chili Bruce were snuggled together on the foot rest of MY chair.
We'll never know what started it; Da Boyz aren't telling.
As long as there is (mostly) peace at Eastside Cats, then all is well.
