Mr. Brown Socks called me downstairs the other evening to witness a territorial scene.
Miss Magnolia just trying out a new spot for a nap
“Hey, get off of there ~~~ this is MY bed”
“I’ll puff up my tail REAL big and show you cats always get their way!”
“Hey, don’t get personal. I thought we were friends!”
“Okay, I’ve gotta pull out my scariest face complete with tuna breath!”
“It’s really not fair, she always wins!”
“I’ll just pretend to be asleep until SHE decides she’s ready to move”
“That’s more like it!”
“I guess this ole chair will have to do for now”
Adding on to say that Mr. Brown Socks always covers Chester up before he turns the lights off in the Family Room :) Ya gotta love a soft hearted husband.
And I have a big hug for each of you who commented on my birthday post. Thank you for all the well wishes, dear friends!
Have a fabulous weekend!