I was touching up the paint on the bedroom doors today and had to leave Heather's door opened a crack so it could dry before I shut it (I wouldn't want to glue the door shut! ) I stayed in the hallway and did the other doors to make sure nobody slipped into the room to torment Miss Minette. I kept looking over to check the opening, and it was only open a crack (in other words: a certain feline had not forced his way into the room). The paint was dry, so I popped my head into the room to tell Minette she was safe now.

What did I see?

Pouncer laying as calm as can be on the bed playng footsie with Minette on the other side of the bed. Of course the moment Minette knew I was there she started making noise --- grrrrrr... hissssss... growwwwlllllll. They were having fun until she knew I was in the room.

Of course I had to grab the camera.

Mr. Innocent on the bed


Miss I hate Other Cats on the window sill


Pouncer says Hey you! I thought we were having fun! whats wrong?


Minette says Don't EVER let that happen again


Is there hope for Minette yet? Will she eventually come around and learn to love the others? Ok, not necessarily LOVE the other, but tolerate? them?