As many of my regular readers know, I have three cats.
All complete individuals with diverse personalities.
Little Miss and George usually get along fine. George and Topaz usually get along fine. Little Miss and Topaz — not so much.
Over the weekend I was under the weather and inundated with cats. All three planted themselves on different parts of my bed and stayed.
This has never happened — all three at once. For a minute, I thought it meant I had something fatal!
This morning they are back to normal: Topaz and Little Miss circling each other warily, George happily oblivious to the undercurrents. All eager to be fed.
I must be feeling better.