Cat fight

My training schedule for today said "20k". I left a tidy (Saturday is cleaning day) and peaceful home and was gone for just over 2 hours. When I came back, the entrance to the living room looked like this:


Apparently, the boys had a bit of an argument while I was out. There is more brown fur on the floor than black, so it must be Filou, who fights like a girl. Whatever it was about, it had been sorted by the time I got home. This picture was taken a couple of days earlier, but the scenery was identical today:


Can you hear the Beatles singing "I wanna hold your hand..."?