Here it is, almost Christmas and she’s pissed at me. I thought this was the season to be jolly! You know, HO! HO! HO! Fa la la la la and all that jazz!
Harumph! All she is, is grumpy! No Christmas spirit what so ever!
She knows I need a lot of attention. All that bull about cats being uppity and independent is just that: BULL!! This isn’t her first rodeo. She’s had plenty of cats. She knows the score. She KNOWS what we’re like.
So I want to be petted. So I want to be hugged. So I want to cuddle. So I want her to Continue reading →
Well, not exactly jealous. More like possessive. Where I’m concerned. They’ve always fought over me. But lately it seems to have escalated somewhat. They’ve got me surrounded at all times.
My boys. Bartlett and Sundance. They’ve always sort of been rivals. I guess you could say they’ve always had a love/hate relationship. It was tough on Bartlett. He was the third to join the family.
First was Zazu and she loved being the queen of the castle. After a bit of a rough start she accepted Sundance and started mothering him. He let her boss him around a good deal of the time, although he let her know pretty early on he was no wimp, so it didn’t take too long before they became pretty good friends.
She never let him forget how lucky he was, she took him in, though. He usually let her think she was in charge.
Poor Bartlett, on the other hand, was an unwelcome intruder for a pretty long time. He and Zazu never got along. And, like I said, he and Sundance have been on again/off again. There are days when they’re the best of Continue reading →