Even though she’s a fully grown cat, Olive still acts like a kitten most of the time. Some days, I find myself wishing she was still the size of a kitten because it made for some pretty funny moments. Like the time she pounced on Hazel and then took her for a ride across the kitchen like a buckin’ bronco.

And now that we have a two-year-old in the house, we do have to occasionally explain to her that she can’t ride the cats even though I really really wish that it were somehow possible.