Occasionally, Pasha and Lilliput fight for the middle of the pillow. It’s an ergonomic one (yes, I sacrificed it), so the middle-indent has become a favorite spot for watching the birds outside.
Pasha’s solution: If you won’t let me have it, I’ll just sit on you.
Quite soon, however, peace is restored and they live happily side by side. (Is there a lesson to be learned?)
And that's what I celebrate today for our Blog Hop:
Restored PEACE--at least in my house.
Restored PEACE--at least in my house.
A-ha! Cute.
ReplyDeleteYay for restored peace... now if only we can get the rest of the world in on this...
CUTIES. Peace is a good celebration ;)
ReplyDeleteIdeed. I achieved it by banishing men from my house....(that sounds bad, doesn't it? Well, I wouldn't be saying it if I were still in my ....up to sixties....
ReplyDeleteOh, my -
ReplyDeleteNothing like a cat squabble to shatter the peace and quiet - briefly. While you (or at least I am) grumble and swear and tell then to please be QUIET the settle down, tuck their paws under their chests, and stare at you with an expression of clinical curiosity. Well worth celebrating!
Hi nice reading your ppost
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