I am not doing so well getting over this stupid pleurisy, and the meds are still kicking my bum. All I can seem to do is sleep and hurt. It’s about driving me crazy.
And my silly cat’s are not helping. They have been chasing each other from one end of the house to the other and back again. I don’t know if they are trying to actually play, or if they are venting their hate of each other.
Aside from the chasing, they’ve also been seen sleeping and relaxing in close proximity to each other, not touching close, but within feet of the other. I don’t know what to think.
Take this afternoon. I woke up on the couch downstairs to the sounds of running and hissing coming from upstairs. It was back and forth, then down the stairs. As they bolted across the living room I realized it was Star chasing Leo. He ducked under the steppy-chair and she stopped in front of it. They hissed at each other. Yes, even Leo hissed this time! I hollered and got Star’s attention and told her to leave him alone.
So she turns and starts to walk away and the minute her back is turned, Leo comes out from under the steppy-chair, in stalking mode, and starts to track after her. I hollered at him to stop, and she now recognizes his name, so she turned and hissed once more for good measure.
I was frustrated, but I could swear that they were almost having fun...
With half the lamps out of the living room while we are STILL working on things, my pictures are coming out dark. sigh..
But see what I mean about them lounging closer, but not together? No hissing or growling at this time.
Not long after those pictures were taken, Star left. Probably because Leo was getting playful. I got out the teaser niece 1 gave Leo for his birthday, the one with the two furry mice on the end. He was too fast to get a really clear picture unfortunately. You can see he was loving it though.
And then... as I was flipping it back and forth, from side to side of the Royal Footstool, the mice and the leather string came off and it flew under the Footstool! Leo looked at them and batted a little bit, but then he was back on the Footstool to play with the empty stick! Silly boy!