Who, Us?

This morning: Lucy starts to get up on the bed, but Petunnia is already there, playing excellent defense. Lucy flees. Not satisfied, Petunnia pursues, only to be ambushed by Lucy in the living room. By the time the human gets there (Be sweet, be good!) it is all over. Petunnia is totally engrossed in washing, Lucy is sitting prim and proper on the couch. (Buddy is asleep, and, as always, Banshee and the kits decline to comment...)