Shenanigans! I got a house full of them!!

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Ever since a kitten came into our midst, we've had our house turned upside down in ways we have not expected. Some things, we could live without (food stealing from our plates while we're eating, more frequent litter pan changes, etc.) Other things have proven to be quite an adventure in "parenting" when we weren't planning to. First of all, let me introduce you to Baby Cat. She's about 4 months old and was about 4 weeks old when we got her. She was the sole survivor of a dog attack on her family. She managed to find her way under a fence where the dog couldn't reach. Her willingness to think fast and independently has proven both blessing and curse! A few days ago, I was tossing dirty clothes down the stairs in order to take them to the basement to do laundry. Baby Cat thinks that everything that moves freely (be it airborne or along the floor) is something with which to play. So, she gleefully chased the clothes down the steps. She then crouched behind them at the bottom to see if any more "toys" would be forthcoming. That was when I tossed a bra down, simply planning for it to land with the other clothes. Instead, it landed squarely on her head (she didn't even duck!), her head in the cup. When she decided to back out of it (like cats seem to always attempt), the bra didn't come off. She kept backing up and the bra stayed with her. She finally decided to go forward and to the left at which point the bra finally dislodged itself and she was able to walk free. Meanwhile, I was laughing at the top of the stairs because I couldn't have done that if I'd tried!! Then today: My daughter had placed her kite on the dining room table where the cats saw it fluttering in the breeze of the AC and thought it was a very enticing plaything. By the time she got downstairs this morning, they had punctured it full of holes with claws and teeth. So, she was angry and chased them away, breaking the kite apart in the process, but still leaving it on the table. After she went to work, Tiki was up on the dining room table again with the Baby Cat in the kitchen. Tiki was half-heartedly batting at the kite tail when she decided that Baby Cat would be fun to chase. So, she positioned herself (you know - hind end hiked up, rocking from foot to foot in anticipation) and launched......taking the kite with her. The kite string was around her foot. This scared the holy h3ll out of her since she knew this kite thing wasn't alive, so she panicked and poofed and continued to run faster as the kite "chased" her into the kitchen! By the time I got in position to see everything, she had freed herself from the kite and was poofed twice her size on the opposite side of the kitchen staring at the kite. She then slinked to the protective comfort of the basement stairs to await salvation. Meanwhile, Baby Cat was slowly approaching this new "life form" to see what it was or how it came to life. I wish I'd captured all of it on video, but I only got a picture of the kite on the floor. I still didn't yet know that the kite string was around Tiki's leg until I started wrapping everything up and, when I pulled it, Tiki went airborne from the steps since it again startled her. At that point, she was free from the string, so I wound it up and put it away after putting the kite in the trash. Only then did Tiki come out from the basement steps to sit OUTSIDE the kitchen on the carpet looking in in bewilderment. I got a picture of that, too. So, do your furbabies provide this kind of entertainment for you? Shenanigans, even??