I suppose I took it for granted that after a cat reaches sexual maturity, at about 6 months, that was that: no more kitten antics, just the arch feline stare of superiority.

But George at 2 years of age still bounces after Cloudberry, in particular, as he attempts to pick up her various games and mannerisms. In regard to both Sue and me, George is also still learning the ins and outs of feline existence. For instance, of all the different poses a cat can take while having its photo taken, I would not have expected the "hidden under the bed" approach.
 

Ultimately, perseverance pays off, and George (at a little past 2 years: the collegiate years of feline life) can now face a camera, any camera, with the benign indifference that cats are able to carry off so well.