So here’s the story. I’m not a cat fan. More specifically, I don’t like pets. Other people’s pets are fine. However, one of the best things about modern civilization is our houses. Perhaps the best thing about them is the walls. Walls keep things out. Preferably animals. Unpopular view, I know, but that’s the way I see it.
When you live with others, they bring their needs and desires with them. The others I live with love animals. Hence, a longstanding battle was waged between myself and the stream of animals that were lured to our house. Upon our arrival in Cookeville, the main culprit was a stray cat.
Meet our cat Cornpone
Cornpone was a cat who belonged to a neighbor who moved out before we arrived. His name was Dale. He is a great cat, but unfortunately something kept beating him up. One day while I was home, he got torn up pretty good so we took him to the vet. We got him cleaned up and moved in and he’s been ours ever since.
One cat should be enough for anyone. However, not in our family. Talk of getting a kitten has popped up here and there. I’ve successfully avoided such an acquisition, until now. Or should I say “meow”?
Meet Chairman Meow
Yes, it’s a she. Chairman Meow is a girl. We’re looking into the possibility that I suck at naming cats. Anyhow, Chairman (or Cherry, if you prefer) came with a complication. Apparently, she’s a cat. Cornpone hates cats.
Originally, he largely ignored her. However, she’s hyper and overly curious. She likes to chase his tail and try to wrestle with him. The fighting ensued. Not bad, and mostly playful but he does get annoyed with her sometimes.
So tonight, they were both napping on the cat tree. At some point, Chairman wanted to snuggle. Hence, she climbs up on his ledge. Shocking, he allowed her to do so. Pictures or it didn’t happen? As you wish.
Perhaps he was just lazy. Or, maybe they’re bonding. The only sure thing is it looks like I’m stuck with another cat. I guess I can live with that.