Momentous occasion

A few months ago I got a new cat, a tiny brunette with a bitey personality, who’d had kittens (already adopted) when she was only a year old. When you get a small brown-haired knocked-up teen mom with an attitude problem, you name her Juno, and that is what I did. She sure was a pretty little match for Mojo.

Mojo dans une paper bag

Mojo dans une paper bag

Juno dans une bowl

Juno dans une bowl

So far all these two have done is argue, give each other the stink-eye, and gallop around the apartment, swiping at each other’s faces. But today I look over and what do I see?

In my books this counts as a snugglin'.

In my books this counts as a snugglin'.

AMAZING. Of their own volition, these two have rarely been within 2 feet of each other.

'What's she squee-ing about?'  'Dunno, probly something dumb.'

'What's she squee-ing about?' 'Dunno, probly something dumb.'

Because honestly, what is the point of multiple animals if they don’t snuggle? I could not be happier.

Star Trek Kittehs

Star Trek Kittehs

2 Responses to Momentous occasion

  1. scoot says:

    with enough time and pressure, anything can snuggle.

  2. joan says:

    Really interesting blog thanks!

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