Normally when I open the door, I come in and holler out to the boys. The Smalls then tentatively pokes his head out around from the bedroom. Sometimes Biggie doesn't come out at all.
Today when I opened the door, they both came bounding down the hallway from the living room - soooooo excited! I think they were trying to tell me all about Amira, the house cleaner.
I got the electricity on again and then went across the hall to tell her not to worry. She was upset but I explained it was my fault and I would not let it happen again. And then she went on to tell me about the cats.
Apparently, whatever she did and where ever she went in the house, Biggie went with her. Right there to help. The Smalls did, too. "Cats no like this vacuum ever! but yours???!" She said Biggie tried to ride it and The Smalls thought the cord was a toy.
They are still riled up. I had tried to tire them out with a rousing Stickie session before I left. They are not tired at all. They may fall into a coma any minute but right now they are playing Hallway Raceway.
These two are just too much.