Although 2010 had many good things, I can't say that I am sorry to see it end. The last 6 months were beyond painful, but now it is time to try to move on and start fresh.
I am sitting here watching my cats. Mosley is giving Quatlieu a very through licking. So far she has chosen to enjoy it rather than smack him around, which she usually does. Quatlieu is the older of the two, much smaller and definately the more grumpier of the two. We found her when she was only a few weeks old and took her home to Pasquale, our cat at the time. He adopted her instantly and the two were inseperable until his death about 5 years ago. Mosely came with the house, so to speak. He showed up, looking like he owned the place, and after a series of incidents eventually was moved into the house. Quatlieu was less than pleased but tolerated his presence.
Through the years they have established the boundries for themselves as well as the dogs. Occasionally they will join forces or have a moment of 'togetherness' much now. It is not the most perfect of arrangements, but it works well for them. I guess that is what life is, a series of less than perfect arrangements that works as well as it can. Now if only someone would explain that to the dogs...
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