Mowgli and I have a problem: I like naps, and he likes to make sure sleeping people are alive. Today’s nap after work was supposed to be all snuggly and warm with my favorite blanket, but every ten minutes or so I had a nose in my face. And when I covered my head with the blanket, someone pawed it off. He did, however, accept my invitation to snuggle with me under the blanket, and that seemed to resolve part of the problem. Believe me, the problem will be resolved.
He and Ravi still haven’t established Top Cat. This morning, Ravi sat outside Mowgli’s door, and I could see Mowgli’s shadow on the other side; so I presume they were working out their differences through the door. If this continues to happen, I’ll have to assume they’re making plans for total world domination. Ravi made some strides tonight by claiming the couch, but even that was short-lived since Mowgli is now asleep between Chris and I on the couch.
I’ll keep you posted…
“Time spent with cats is never wasted.” — May Sarton