"Mark Edwards" <Mark-Edwards@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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> After work, I let the kittens out to roam the living room.
>
> Little Sister is turning out to be the dominant, sometimes feisty one,
> while Little Brother is a little runty and less assertive, often
> following his sister's lead. She will ight Miss Emily at bath time,
> while he simply submits.
>
> They have discovered toys.
>
> We have a "weighted ball with a string on a stick" kind of toy, that
> none of the cats have ever really played with, although it used to
> have feathers. Little Sister has taken to batting it, chewing on the
> string and trying to drag it, then wondering where the string went to
> when it pulls away.
>
> Little Brother has discovered the plastic fly-swatters on the bottom
> shelf of the coffee table, pushes them out and pounces on them.
>
> They are still only a little interested in the plastic ball with
> fla****e lights and chirpie sounds.
>
> Little Sister has decided that my right foot is friendly and that my
> left foot is the enemy, often using the right foot as refuge from her
> attacks on the left. Sometimes she abandons all refuge and pounces the
> left foot and ankle, while chewing viciously (rowr! rowr!) on the
> sock.
>
> She is also a climber. She has mastered the art of climbing up on the
> couch, while Little Brother is still struggling with the mechanics of
> it a bit. She will climb on the couch and he, overburdened with
> curiosity, will climb up to see what his sister is doing, at which
> time she will jump off the couch, having lured him up there.
>
> After about 45 minutes of flat-out manic kitten play time, I sit down
> on the couch, slightly away from them. Little Brother snuggles up
> against my leg. Little Sister climbs up my tummy and snuggles in my
> left hand and arm. As I gently massage their tiny foreheads, their
> little eyes close and teensy purrs come forth.
>
> Occasionally, an eye will open slightly as if to say, "I'm NOT
> sleepy!", before dropping off into sleep again.
>
> They are so precious!
>
>
> Hugs and Purrs,
> Mark
Oh, man - we just about gotta have pictures to go with that narrative!!
Too
cute. And you're right, my fever is about 110! ;>
Chin Skritches,
CatNipped
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