Don’t let these angelic faces fool you:
There was quite the row tonight. I thought there would be blood. I was working on separating them when Emma, my 8 lb calico (see her here) came running down the hall, full furred and yowling like Linda Blair. She was about to wade into the fray to break them up. I’m not sure if she was doing it to rescue me, or more likely, and funnier, rescue her beloved Bixby. I put a quick stop to that and threw Bixby outside and Bailey into the dining area. Still not sure what set them off, but they’ve been grumpy with each other all night. I also explained to Emma that she was not to do that again.
There are more photos and update here.
ETA: That white sheet? It is covering up the cushion Bailey ATE. It will be a while before the livingroom gets real furniture.
I thought we could use an open thread….