I started out for my nightly ritual to watch the birds eat when I spotted the kitty playing with its mother. If I venture very close, they disappear behind the gap in the fence. I was able to get these shots from the front porch--the first evidence that there is a ghost cat. The kitten was hilarious--playing with its mother's tail, and the plant by the opening in the fence. I watched in awe as it just seemed to be experiencing the emotion of joy and fun. On occasion, Mama would go on alert mode and in some unseen and unheard communication, the kitten would scamper through the fence, to await her signal it was safe.