To give you a little kitten fix, Enid found my prize fish from an archery event. She trucked that fish around the apartment like a little huntress with her kill. Hester watched the antics from the safety of the sofa. I should have taken the hint because when I tried to take the fish from her she became the lioness.
Sorry for the funky format. Technology and me today are not a good mix. The second picture is Enid going to town on the fish. The first picture is Enid resting after the battle.