We play a little game when I come home from work every day - I try to find where under the big fluffy comfortor Fiko is sleeping. Here's a re-enactment (you'll just have to imagine the little squeaks he makes as I unveil him).
After watching Fiko for months, Roman actually learned a few tricks and got some air! The vet says he's 12 or 13 years old...do cats this old really still jump around like this?
Fiko was going nuts, he jumped SO high then landed right on my laptop, smashing it flat. Right after this, he jumped sideways and landed on my foot, scraping it up something fierce.
They're actually touching without fighting! This is major progress. Notice how Fiko tries to copy Roman's position. So, I'm thinking about renaming Roman - the new name I'm thinking of is Norman. It's almost an anagram of Roman, but it's more old man-like, since he's old and crotchety. What do you all think - Norman the crotchety cat??
I love to shop and I love to get a great deal. This blog was named after two cats (one still with us and one not), who were like night and day, but were both, well...cats.