Originally Posted by Lyn
Eeyore, my Maine Coon, was the top of the roost until I brought in the arthritic 14 yr old cat Bob. (short for Bag Of Bones)Bob stalks Eeyore but you have to know Bob goes in slow motion. He can't jump but he pulls himself up on the ottoman. To understand how fast Bob moves, my husband saw something black move from his closet. I asked what it was and he said it was Bob's shadow trying to catch up with him from 2 days ago. Anyway my big ferocious Eeyore jumped in my arms almost sobbing because Bob was stalking him. I just shake my head and carry the twenty pound cat to the bed where Bob cannot reach him.
:lol: :lol: :lol: Don't we just love our babies?