Kedi and Maia look so “butter wouldn’t melt in my mouth” here, but the truth is more like Thelma and Louise taking a nap. They are mischievous SistersInCrime rather than SistersInLaw. When they are awake, they run around the house leaping from recliner to sofa to the other sofa then the second recliner and onto the carpet in the living room. Then they chase one another through the study, hallway, bedroom and bath knocking this thing or that over as they race like crazed felines.
They also jump up on dining table no matter how many times they are told that this isn’t acceptable. When only one of them is on the table, harsh language is usually enough to get her down. When they are in Thelma and Louise mode, they behave as if they were deaf.
I remember Susan once asking my mother what I was like as a child. Mom smiled and said, “He was a rascal.” Susan had no trouble believing that I had been a mischievous child; after all, so was our son and now our felid daughters. They come by it honestly, I think.