Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Morris and Oliver

These two orange kitties are a study in opposites. They look almost exactly the same, though if you know which is which, they have distinctly different faces. Their temperaments are also drastically dissimilar. But watching them together can be some of the most rewarding time spent with two wonderful pets.

Morris is the alpha kitty. He is very distrustful of almost everyone and everything, except of course for his Mom, Sarah. He's not one to be trifled with. His mannerisms, at first, are quizzical. Like most kitties, he will sniff you before permission is granted to touch or pet him. But he won't just sniff your hand if you put it in front of you. He will climb up higher, to meet you eye to eye, and sniff your face. Your hair. He wants to make very sure you're worthy of his time and affection. And guess what...you aren't.

Oliver on the other hand, is the most welcoming kitty you'll ever meet. He will greet you at the door, rub up against your leg and be all too happy to let you pet him. He's the easy-going one. A little more laid back than his best buddy, Morris. He also loves to play, whether it be with a laser pointer or a feather on a stick, Oliver wants to have at it! Morris however, isn't much for toys.

But when it comes time to get their treats, the boys can agree on one thing. They want a lot of them and they want them now! Placing some dried chicken on plates and setting them down in front of the boys, they will put their differences aside and nibble their noms side by side. Oliver won't always finish his, which means more for Morris, of course!

Playtime will usually involve Oliver chasing around the house trying to catch that little red glowing dot, or jumping backflips trying to grab that bird-like feather bouncing through the air. Morris will sometimes watch from the top of the stairs, wondering why his friend is stooping so low as to play the human's little games. It's times like these, I come to realize that when the cat uprising does finally occur and we are slaves to their fuzzy legion; Morris will be a five-star General in the feline army. Oliver, not quite. He's having way too much fun with his jingle ball.


I never said you could take my picture. Beat it!



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