There's nothing unusual about the cats playing, it's who's playing. Bridgette! She was rescued from behind a grocery store eating out of a dumpster and spent months hiding under a bed. One day she escaped from the room when I went in or out, and didn't hiss or growl at anyone loose in the house. She was allowed to stay out, but never bonded with anyone except Delcy, her kittens, and other kittens in the same room. Today, she actually PLAYED with the other cats.
Lucy layed there the whole time, completely bored.
"She's gotta be?"
"I just know it!"
After that, Bridgette ran out from the other end of the quilt and rested by a scratching post. But, Cary didn't see her.
Poor little guy's still looking for her.