I like watching my cats playfight. They frequently pause to stare at each other while posing, motionless. Zephyr tends to hold one paw up about an inch from Mauser’s head, ready to pop him, and then freeze. They will stare at each other, and sometimes one will yowl, and then they’ll both bap each other a little, then go back to posing. They rarely do the tumbling-ball-of-flying-fur thing, they’re much more into the pose-bap-pose-whap thing, with some tearing around the house mixed in.
I have got to get a photo of this at some point.

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