
Poor Belle. It's been a rough Halloween weekend, what with the full moon and the boys being rambunctions and taking it out on her and all. I think she's also hatefully remembering the day 4 years ago when SamTheCat came to live with us and forever altered the power structure in our house. It wasn't just me and Belle keeping Harry in line anymore. In her mind, it's now US girls against THEM boys, and often, despite the running, hiding, water bottle squirting, screeching, yelling, stomping and hissing of US girls, them boys win. (You should see the stash of emergency catnip I keep on hand for just those kinds of situations.)
Oh, Belle. Who couldn't love a face like that?
Oh, Belle. Who couldn't love a face like that?
No comments:
Post a Comment