It's good exercise.

The cats have been beating the shit out of each other for the past fifteen minutes or so. There's so much fur flying in the air that I'm almost tempted to grab a trash bag and go on hair reconnaissance...almost. No joke - there's so much cat fur about that when the heat comes on, the air vents push it around the room. It sticks together like tumbleweeds, but floats like bubbles.

It's a good thing they don't fight at like that at night because the sound of 35+ pounds of cat banging against the floors or walls would be enough to make me wet the bed at 2 in the morning.

I just realized that through all the cat fighting, I didn't move a single millimeter to break it up. Hmm. I suppose that makes me a bad cat-momma. T'oh well. *whistles nonchalantly*