Once in a while, the kitties will get out of our room and go running into the dark basement, declaring freedom. The last time it happened, Lilly was there to save the day. She loves attempting to catch the kitties, and on the off chance that she can manage to catch one (and I'm not sure how she does it), she's one happy kid. This specific time, Willow got out, ran into the other room with Lilly running behind her, yelling "I'll get her!" I doubted it, but welcomed the attempt. A few minutes later, I heard Lilly's faint voice yell "I GOT WILLOW!" She came running around the corner, strangling poor Willow. She was so proud of herself for catching her. I was impressed, too, I won't lie.
I attempted to capture the sequence...

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