Are Fluffy and Bag having a lover's quarrel

11July17

When I first went downstairs there were no cats. Well one. Orange was sitting outside with a dour look on his face. His owners had shaved his tail except for a little tuft on the end. So much for him no longer being able to escape.

Today I went to the beach. I have learned to bring down a little food just in case. Bag greeted me at the bottom of the stairs. No Fluffy. I asked him what happened to his main squeeze, he wouldn’t tell me. I put a little out for her just in case.

Around the corner, I was accosted by Patch and decided to let him have Fluffy’s food. Patch followed me and started chowing down, but Bag wouldn’t have it. There was a bit of kitty stand-off until I took the bowl and took it around the corner.

When I came back from the beach, Fluffy and Mask blocked my path and begged for food. I told them I didn’t have any food, but would bring them down some. Exhausted it took me awhile to gather some energy to go back down. The kids were waiting at the bottom of the stairs. Although Fluffy and Bag were not in sight, I took their food around the corner. They swiped at each other. Patch got too close and I was able to touch his side, he jumped and flashed his green eyes at me. He seemed surprised my touch didn’t feel like fire. When I stood he went back to his food.