Hey It’s Jet Here.
Ever since JJ arrived, Puffy, (former head of the fur family), dragged his paws on the subject of harmonious living. Puffy vacillates (vocab builder) between hissing at, fleeing, and avoiding JJ’s presence. JJ, who thinks the felines belong in the toy basket, only wants to “play”.
When my golden sister, Koko, may she be frolicking over the Rainbow Bridge, was alive, all four of us shared Mom’s bed each night. Each of us laid an unspoken claim on our section of the bed:
- Koko – either Mom’s right shoulder/upper torso or if I took that spot then right leg/thigh,
- Fluffy – Mom’s tummy in such a way he could peer over her reading material,
- Puffy – Mom’s feet, usually with tail facing Mom’s face and head facing the tv. (I know, I mentioned the non-functional box again!)
- Me – Mom’s right shoulder/upper torso or parallel to Mom’s head sharing her pillow.
These days, typically JJ visits Mom at bedtime, and usually not for the whole night. Sometimes, when Mom reads on her bed during the afternoon, if JJ is otherwise engaged, Puffy will visit and curl up with Mom. Over the last month or so, we’ve noticed Puffy coming out from under the bed more frequently to visit Mom. (Could it be after JJ’s surgery??) He’s even jumped up when Little Miss “What Have I Done” rests beside Mom. If JJ’s still, Puffy may even stay for a chin rub. The second she flinches the Puffster is OUT OF THERE! Mom tries to show Puffy that both he and JJ can coexist on her bed by petting them simultaneously and speaking to Puffy in her calm, sweet voice.
So this morning, you can imagine her surprise when she saw the following:
Another great, step toward family harmony, day.
P.S. For those of you attending the Blogpaws Conference, hope you have a great day, wish we were there!