We have a new cat. This morning was the first time that Evil Steve agreed to eat with him, so it looks like he's going to get to stay. His name is Omar Jones. He's the one on the right. Doofus Archie is chowing down in the middle and Evil Steve is sneaking in on the left side. Better pictures to follow, I'm sure.
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So...Evil Steve runs the show at the cat kingdom? Isn't it funy how cats each have their own distinct personality?
What a fine trio! In our household, Tallis (whom we still tend to think of as "the kitten") shamelessly dominates his mother, Chloe, and tries very hard to bully his Great Uncle Teddy, the pirate. Teddy, however, refuses to play the game...
Do hope that peace reigns among the spooky cats soon!
"Omar"? Is he part Persian? Is he poetic?
Actually, we named him after Katie. We have been telling her for years that Katie is only her school name and her real, legal name is Omar Jones.
I don't think she believes us...
But Evil Steve is still not reconciled to the situation: check tail positions. His is still curled in hostility/defensiveness. The other two are unclenched and relaxed.
ooohhhh....purechristianthink is the cat whisperer.....
I wish I had a cat ~sighs~
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