My two kitty-cats, Miss Tuxedo and Mister Whiskers, are really special to me.  When they were younger, they were special to each other and would play together. But as they’ve grown older, they mainly just tolerate each other. Actually, they mainly just tolerate most everyone.

So when they do share a space, it’s something worth memorializing.

I actually caught them watching television together one day.  Miss Tuxedo is the short-hair on the the left.  Mister Whiskers is the long-hair on the right.

“I just love watching Animal Planet. Don’t you?”

(I may be a ‘cat lady,’ but I don’t really hear the cats talking to each other.  This is just my idea of things they would say.)

Of course, they were still disdainful toward anyone else.

“Can you believe she thinks she can watch the show with us?”  “No, I can’t. Good grief!”

Their togetherness didn’t last very long.  Soon it was time for Miss Tuxedo and Mister Whiskers to go their separate ways.

“I need my own space for my nap,” says Miss Tuxedo.

“Big deal,” says Mister Whiskers.  “After all, I can’t spread out for my nap up on that ottoman with you.”

The togetherness was nice while it lasted.  Sweet dreams, my sweet things.