Bruce the cat, who lives upstairs is the new enthusiasm for the kids (and it must be admitted that Mike and I are very fond of him too). He comes downstairs to wait for them to come out and play, he tolerates them picking him up at all times and in all positions, and is perfectly willing to play all their silly games. Best of all, from a parental point of view, is that we have no litter boxes, veterinary bills, or catsitting to arrange.