Because if you look at the next photo, which happened right after I took the picture of Miss Ellie on HER blanket, she stalked over to confront Hamilton, who was stretched out on Warren's lap and legs.

Now, if you ask me, Miss Ellie looks decidedly JEALOUS here. Because Warren is her person, Hamilton is Marcia's cat, for heaven's sake. What is he doing on HER person? And if you look closely at Hamilton, he's really egging her on with his smug, proprietary attitude. I can read it all over his face. He's rubbing it in.
I guess this is entertainment in the cat world. They are having quite the time, engaged in this friendly scuffle over who belongs to whom and what belongs to whom. We try not to interfere too much. It's too fun to watch, and they say animals need stimulation. It's not like we take these two cats out on a walk around the neighborhood, like Sarah's Dan does with Henry!


I guess this is entertainment in the cat world. They are having quite the time, engaged in this friendly scuffle over who belongs to whom and what belongs to whom. We try not to interfere too much. It's too fun to watch, and they say animals need stimulation. It's not like we take these two cats out on a walk around the neighborhood, like Sarah's Dan does with Henry!




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We just lost our male cat right before Christmas. He was almost 15 years old and had suffered from kidney disease for a long time.
We still have his sister - and yes - they could often be found cuddling together..'The Man' always called them the yin and yang cats when they slept like that.
We miss him terribly - I still cry every day about him and his sister is still going around the house calling for him. It is so sad and painful.
He was 'The Man's' cat - a real man's man you could say...and as with most men - he cries on his own about him.
Take lots of pictures and cuddle them close - they are angels brought to earth for a very short time.
Hi, aims - very hard to lose a cat, isn't it. They are little persons to me, too. We've lost several over the years. We still talk about them once in a while. All our "lost kitties" have great stories attached to their names. My mother always said she would come back as a cat after she died. I keep looking for her, but so far...
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