Phoebe may be younger than Beatrice, but she never wants her elder "sister" to get the upper hand. This afternoon, as I was folding laundry, the following interaction unfolded:
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| Beatrice, always looking for a warm cozy place, hopped into my open drawer. |
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| Seizing an intimidation opportunity, Phoebe jumped up onto the dresser. Beatrice immediately bolted. |
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| Phoebe then climbed down into the drawer, as though she really wanted to be there. That lasted about two minutes. After Beatrice left the room, Phoebe jumped out. |
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| A few minutes later, once the coast was clear, Beatrice recaptured her spot. |
Our cats are so amusing.
Maybe I need to get out more often.
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