He spotted a wasp or something on the other side of the patio door and spent countless minutes trying to get it.
Sometimes, once in a blue moon, they play nice.
Attitude because I dared to stick the camera in his face.
Sitting with only the desk lamp on, I turned my head slightly and was startled to look down and see…
Sibling rivalry. They do this at least 5x a week. No claws. No real biting. Lots of swatting and snapping at each other. And not a little pouncing on the cat’s part.