Now that the cats have gotten used to Ike, they are having some wonderful romps. Rowdy has invented a cross between "peek-a-boo" and "tag". She hides behind or inside something and waits for Ike or Opie to pass by. She peeks out, to see if they're coming and, then jumps out onto them. Last night, I walked into the kitchen, to find Ike stretched out, full length, with Rowdy attached to his face. She had her front paws wrapped around his neck and was chewing on his jowls. Ike just laid there, with a dumb look on his face. I wish that I had had the camera handy. Opie and Rowdy have some wild wrestling matches, too. Ike tried to join in, last night but, Opie wasn't having any part of that. He swatted Ike and called him a dirty name. We don't dare leave Ike in the house, when we're gone. He and Rowdy would totally wreck the house. They do provide a lot of entertainment for Bill and me.