Observing our cat children

We are having a hoot watching our cats. like many older folks, our cats have become our children or grandchildren substitutes. The oldest daughter (Myu) is just like Haruna (my oldest daughter) or me. A little slow in competing with daughter 2, but too cool to care. Sumire, the second daughter is always on the move. She is more like Mizuho (our real daughter 2) or when you think about it like my younger sister Teri. She is either pushing into Myu's food bowl or off fighting a dust bunny or a scrap of paper on the floor. She love to jump on Myu's head. Recently, Myu has started hissing when Sumire gets too rambunctious. She cannot sit in your lap for 2 seconds before she has her claws out and wants to play with your hand. You have to really hug her tight to get her to look into your eyes. She is so eager to jump out of your arms and to get on to the real business of life, play. Masaki made a cage for the 2 cats so they can play outside. Surmire found all the holes to get out. So, Masaki carefully watched her trying to get out and patched up holes. Myu really wanted to run away at Sumire's age. Sumire doesn't even care about running out of the house or cage. She was beaten up once by a big male cat and was found as a 5 week old kitten with a bunch of dogs barking at her. I think running away is not high on her list. Sumire has very thin fur compared to Myu, so at night she depends on Myu for warmth. They always sleep together despite so much play fighting during the day. They share a mutual obsession with licking each other. Ears are a popular fetish.