I lay in bed last night, continuing my ongoing battle with Mr. Sandman for sleep (I swear I get an hour closer every night) when I realized that my bed kept jerking. Now this wasn’t the normal cat-giving-itself-a-bath-and-shaking-the-entire-bed kind of movement, it was more along the lines of someone with Tourettes but without the screaming. I looked at my side and found both of my kitties laying next to me, forming a “T” with Yen’s head on Madalynn’s stomach.
The jerking? Yen was trying to get comfortable while making biscuits on Madalynn’s belly while Madalynn was freshening up Yen’s mane. Too cute, I tell you!
Then one of them got tired of the other and the cat fight broke out. (get it? Cat fight? I slay me!) It was like Mad Max at the Thunderdome for about ten seconds until Madalynn got in one good slap and took off for parts unknown.
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