Okay, this all has kinda happened and they’re all very cute together when they’re awake, but, you know, it’s jarring having a wee grey tiger come running up in your face, especially if you’re a nearsighted fluff panther. Also when a puppy nearly sits on you because you match her favorite rug and you’re on her favorite rug, OMG I’ve heard so much hissing. They’re awesome, though. That window is their favorite. ALL of them.
Hey, if you think this is nightmarish, you should see her sister! Ha!
Yeah, there are two by the door this year.
The Puppy has been extremely cool with Team Tiger zipping around her head and occasionally having an opinion about her in their space…that’s her space, but they want it. She grew up with cats, after all.
Okay, so…I realize you have questions. I will attempt to answer them.
Technically he should play solids and the tabbies should play stripes.
We’re all one team.
There was, but I fixed it.
Balls can always be used to hit stuff, preferably squishy balls.
Hit myself in the eye with an entire hedge and other things for three decades.
Have no fear, they come in, or we drag them in, after sufficient toastiness is achieved.
Is this how kittens manage to not injure themselves? Maybe.
Hey! Remember Uncle Papa? He remembered us, and came back to his lawn. He still doesn’t want to deal with humans beyond a passing interest in whatever repairs are going on and fistbumps for crunchies. But Babycat got a furever home and had a kitten while he was away, so when I saw him again, I held his grandkitten up to the window, and they saw each other, and absolutely no flying flips were given. But you know I couldn’t leave it at that. THEY SAW EACH OTHER. I’m sure he’s glad he’s not going to have to fight this wee tiger for chicken bits.