There is a battle of wills going on in my little apartment. And, I am out numbered two to one by the four legged furry things that also call this place home for the time being. So, I am hoping my superior wit and opposible thumbs will keep me in the lead. Yeah Right!
These guys are good. They wait until I go to bed at night, then they throw the most outrageous parties. I honestly expect to find one of them wearing a lamp shade when I get up to see just what is going on. Of course, they are like the proverbial roaches….when I turn on the lights, they scamper leaving behind them a trail of debris and turned over things and things out of place.
When questioned, they both look at me with those pretty eyes and slightly bent halos and ask “Who me?” Well, I know I don’t sleepwalk and I have never like chewing on the potted plants, awake or asleep. So, yes, it has to be one of you!
The quiet one leans towards his brother and looks at me with that “you know” face indicating that we both “know” who the culprit is. I am smart enough not to fall for that one. I know that the “quiet ones” bear a lot of watching. They look so angelic that you would not think they would do anything like the wild bash that has been going on.
Then they both start with “I told him to stop….He just wouldn’t listen”.
I do have one “child” that is vocal. He usually does call his brother and get him involved in reaking havoc in the house. The silent one does his share of convincing too. He is just more quiet about it. I can just hear him telling his brother that if he would just “shut up”…..they could do plenty without waking me.
I have to admit, I had forgotten about what it was like to have youngns in the house. Abbie cat was almost 13 when I gave her away….(another long story that does not need to be gotten into now…Suffice to say it had something to do with Mr. Greenhouse). So, Abbie and I had gotten used to a more mature animal in the house. Abbie got to where she could navigate the house and not knock one thing over or down. These guys are in that gawky teenage where they knock over everything they touch.
Of course, this is the first time I have had two at the same time. Two at the same time that live in the house, that is. Just like human siblings, they egg each other on. Each claiming to be more daring that the other.
And, just like children, they look like angels when they sleep.
The neatest thing they have learned lately….the ability to come up and get my attention by nudging my elbow with their heads. That means they want me to pet them, or feed them, or play with them in some way. It definitely gets my attention. The other, is laying on the desk while I write. The tail wags and tickles my nose or lays across the keyboard. Just to let me know they are there…..
