My heart sank when I saw how tiny and scared they were. In the evening, as I hopped on my bed, Rahel nevertheless came up to me right away but Estha took his time. Should have been ‘a cat’s life’ that we all need. They wrestle each other, fight as if they were holding fencing swords in their little paws. They have associated the wash basin with water where sometimes their paws are cleaned and they hate it.