Recently when it comes to my main fur ball squeeze Ted I find myself constantly sounding like a raggedy old Girl Scout telling him “make new furiends but keep the old…”
This always falls on deaf ears because we all know that Teddy doesn’t have any old acquaintances because he’s too busy hoarding his own time with his fabulous self that he doesn’t see the need for furiends. But ever since we found New Cat (that I refused to name in order to avoid developing feelings and keeping him – and you can see how that worked out) starving at our doorstep on a freezing January night I’ve been gently trying force, coerce nudge Mr. Ted E. Bear into an amicable relationship with his furry companion that is constantly invading his space.
While there has been minimal hissing and an occasional wrestling match, these two pussies have gotten along pretty damn well over the past five months.
Except for the time that Tedstar pushed New Cat into a bathtub full of water and yours truly.
And except for the other time when NC was thrust out of the photo spotlight by my camera hog of a fur baby.
Much to his dismay all Mr. Tuxedo has wanted since his arrival to our mini manse is a little love and attention from his much older, aloof, bitchy feline roommate. So you can imagine my surprise when I saw this sight on my patio a few days ago….
Of course as soon as I breathed a little too loudly, both cats looked like they’d lost their tongues.
New Cat seemed to think this little licking action meant he and Teddy were finally butt brothers after five months of buttering up to the Mighty Gray One.
I thought Ted was really starting to warm up to New Cat as I glanced down later that evening to find that he allowed the newest resident up onto our bed.
You see, the bed is Ted’s domain. He is carried (yes I said carried even though he has four perfectly purrfect paws – stop judging me) to bed every evening where he begins with a bath at the bottom right corner and ends up on a silky pillow of bliss by morning.
Just as I’m about to leave for work, His Royal Highness Teddy Bear decides it’s time to switch positions on his majestic throne, settling in for a day of napping on pink sheets.
As you can see there is zero room for any other furry being on this bed of Ted’s, which is why I was slightly touched that TB was starting to share his domain with our newest resident.
Turns out, it was a fluke. Because the following night, Mr. Bear maneuvered himself right in the middle of the bed basically cock blocking New Cat from hoarding even one ounce of the crib.
Curious that I didn’t hear a peep out of NC all night, I almost broke my neck the next morning tripping over the stiff, dramatic loner on the hallway floor as I went to check on the black and white baby.
As Ted emerged from his deep slumber, I heard him heave a heavy sigh as he pranced past the possum playing New Cat on his way to breakfast.
Two drama kings under one roof….seems like I have a match made in pussy heaven, doesn’t it?
CBXB
The floor looks pretty comfortable actually…
That’s exactly what New Cat is thinking…
Haha.
Throw your hands in the air like you just don’t care!
They look so cute together, Ted and his brother from another mother:)
Thanks Mitzie! They love to make me think they hate one another…but we all now know that’s not the case!
In the first photo Ted have such an innocent face and New Cat the opposite of that ! How cute was that picture of little brotherly love, you catch them in a very lovely moment……I knew it ๐ ! You will see that they will gone on together peacefully also if Ted will be the owner of your bed, and you find NC like a soft carpet on the ground……..hahaha poor cat ๐ !
They’re getting along better together every day…little by little! But I’ve caught them in more ‘brotherly love’ moments since this post. I knew they’d love each other!
Hahaha, ๐ ๐ !