Feisty Felines

Toby and Sophie were roughhousing yesterday morning, and I was able to get a few good photos of it. It's usually in all in good fun, but some times it seems to go just a bit past play, into fighting. At times they'll lay near each other attending to their grooming duties, and other times they'll chase each other through the apartment. It's nice for Toby to have a friend to play with but it can become too much, like when they tipped over an end table last night and woke me up. I came out and they were both sitting there in the dark like, "What did I do? It wasn't me. It was like that when I got here."