As you can imagine, Tatsuko was FASCINATED, watching Key run around the house for an hour.
La-la-la, Key rolled into walls, around the bicycle, off the bookshelves, against the walls and doors, over carpets and rugs, all the time under close observation from Tatsuko:
Sometimes Key would roll directly into Tatsuko, startling her, but never scaring her off; Tatsuko never tried to break into the ball - I'm not sure exactly what she was thinking! I think I might get a hamster after the little brown-black mouse joins her sisters in the backyard burial plot. This is too much fun.