Like Kids in the School Yard

Maude's signature move: ball up an use your back legs to rip the face off of your sister.

Stella's infamous Bear Hug of Doom

The battle for king of the cat tree.

Remember when you were little and your Mom told you that if a boy pinched you, made fun of you, or chased you they really liked you? Well if we're holding true to this little proverb, Maude and Stella are madly, awkardly, and innapropriately in love.

I left last week on a work trip for 4 days. By the time I got back I noticed two things: Maude might be bigger than me now, and she and Stella have developed an afinity for ripping each other's heads off. How sweet. More on Maude's freakish growth spurt in a later post.

When we got Miles and had our first two cat experience we did a lot of reading on how to tell if they were getting along. Apparently as long as they don't hiss or have their ears back, they are play fighting. Well these ladies have brought it to a whole new level. It's a rare day that I don't come home from work, exhausted, opening the door the scene of my larger black cat trying to tear the head off my smaller kitten -- but when I break them up the kitten goes bounding after the big cat like "let's do this pansie."

Until I find blood on the carpet or more than 2-3 white hairballs in Stella's mouth (oh we've found one already) I'm going to let them be and just buy them tiny Nacho Libre masks.