The Silver Paw of Fate

I am one cat closer to my attaining birthright! My fiancé brought his cat, Panthro, with him when he visited recently and left him here with me. We had a reason for the cat staying with me, though when I try to retell the reasoning, I realize it may be more a brain fart in logic's clothing. Nevertheless, I now have two cats. I also have a recliner. It's not quite a rocking chair, but it's progress. And I knit and watch Matlock when it's on. All in all, I am well on my way to being the local cat lady.


My first cat, Buttons, has not been as enthused about the new addition to the family. He growls whenever I handle Panthro first and then pick him up. They also rough-house constantly and, Buttons being a long-hair, I have run the vacuum cleaner at least every other day. I was getting upset at the idea that they would never get along, and indeed, that Nick and I may have to considered getting rid of one of them (obviously not Buttons). That was until I was home during the day last weekend.


Why they can't be like this at 3am, and rough-house while I'm at work is a little annoying. But at least they're getting along!