I reported to you on May 16 about one of two cats that have moved into my home with my son, who relocated from Amarillo to Princeton.
The kitty to whom I referred was Macy, the female feline who moved in with her brother, Marlowe. I had noted that Macy was coming out of her proverbial shell and that Marlowe remained a work in progress.
I am able to report that Marlowe has acclimated himself fully to life in North Texas.
Kitty is finding her way – High Plains Blogger (wordpress.com)
Not only that, but my two grandkitties have all but reversed roles. It is Marlowe, a monstrous male who probably outweighs Toby the Puppy — the acknowledged King of Our House — by 10 pounds, who has become the Alpha Kitty.
I must report, though, that Marlowe recently reached beyond his grasp. Toby was eating his dinner one afternoon when Marlowe decided to stick his head into Toby’s bowl — while the Puppy was eating. That was a very bad call! Toby snapped, growled and made noises I had never heard from him as he chased Marlowe away from his chow. Lesson learned.
Marlowe simply will not leave me alone at night. I try to grab a few winks during the night, but Marlowe will have none of it. He licks, nuzzles and gets his face right in front of mine just to make sure I can hear his purring, which I can hear across any room in the house.
My only remedy is to close the bedroom door, which I do when Toby is sleeping with me. If Toby the Puppy decides he prefers his kennel over the bed, well … that’s where he goes.
In Toby’s absence, I get Marlowe.
Don’t get me wrong. I love the kitties. I love having them around. They are sweet and they are lovable.
They’re part of the family.