In honor of Lindi's birthday, we blew up some balloons. A lot of balloons, actually... and Atticus has been systematically chasing them down and destroying them one by one. I've never seen a cat that likes to play with balloons, but we already knew he was a special one, so there it is. He bats them around and chases them from room to room until they pop... and then he moves on to the next one.

Elsie, on the other hand, just seems sort of offended by the appearance of all these weird things in her house.