Yes, I did just combine the words “cat” and “fraternization”. It’s how I spent my weekend. Deal with it.
You’ve met Greta once or twice already. With the impending approach of Ultra Storm 9000, we decided it was a fine time to introduce her to Amanda’s cat, Stella, aka “The General”.
At first there was much hissing, and growling (yes, all from my brat cat; she’s a diva), and a few no-claw slap fights. But then things settled down, because after all there were toys to be played with. Greta even forgot to hiss and growl all of the time.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a sleep-over if someone didn’t play dress up. Greta wanted no part of the festivities, but The General proved to be a willing model. Not even Greta could resist gawking at the latest in high kitten fashion.
By Sunday the two of them had even learned how to chase each other, after a fashion. It was hard work, requiring plenty of naps.
All in all, we’re calling it a success. Hopefully the more they do it, the better friends they’ll be. Then we’ll bring in Solei.