I am Mongkut. My brother Rama and I are from the same litter-and have never been apart since Our People brought us home fifteen years ago.
At first Our People couldn't tell us apart, but now we are different - I'm larger - but the main difference is our personality. I get what I want by singing incessantly. My People don't know if it is country or opera, but they don't seem to appreciate my high pitched voice. Rama gets what he wants by smothering Our People in "kisses." They aren't real pleased when he does this in the middle of the night when he wants them to get up and feed him-he isn't necessarily hungry, he just wants them to have to get up.
Sleeping, usually together with me using Rama for a pillow, is what we do best. Our favorite place to sit used to be the top of the computer monitor but then Our People got a new one - one of those thin ones and our favorite sleeping place is gone.
We do love to chase each other down the long hall and then down the steps to the den, sometimes playing "leap frog." Around 3:00 in the morning is our favorite time to race. Our People are not amused.
Rama's favorite pastime is to climb up our man People's back and sit on his shoulder as he moves around the house. Rama also listens for the opening of the door of the clothes dryer, sneaking to jump into the basket of warm, clean clothes before Our People see him. Sometimes I join him.
It's a lot of work, but I manage to keep all of them in line.
Bookmarks