Thursday, February 07, 2008

"Build a fire now or we smother Cricket..."

"We swear. Don't push us. We're cold!"



You'd think all that fat would keep Squeak and Nell plenty warm. Squeak is constantly laying on the other cats, and Cricket, who is getting up in years and only has three legs, is getting a bit peeved about it all. She has taken to lying next to me because she knows I'll push Squeak off.

He jumped up four times yesterday, and four times I pushed him off. The fifth time Cricket punched him right in the face before all four paws even hit the couch next to her. I guess she figured if he wouldn't listen to me, he'd listen to her.

He did, too.

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