Little Tuffy – Brutus vs. Tigger – Photo: L. Weikel

Becoming One-dimensional

By my calculations, puppy photos have festooned my posts for at least the last three consecutive nights. Surely I’m becoming one-dimensional. If I don’t interrupt this love fest with some variety, you guys will get bored and wander off, robbing me of readers for my final 44 posts. That, my friends, would be a colossal bummer.

So…hmm. What in the world can I write about that could be anywhere near as pleasing as puppies? Honestly, you guys really need to tone down the thoughts. Right now. Because I can actually hear you – now – even though you’re thinking them in what is technically my future but actually your present.

Nothing. There’s precious little more comforting and endorphin-producing than puppies. Kittens, perhaps? Maybe some babies. But kittens and babies are known to engender a curiously dedicated oppositional faction. These nay-sayers are small in number but can be vociferous in their protestations when others are melting at the exposure.

So I am constrained to reassert that puppies are probably the single biggest draw my posts will ever enjoy.

Getting to Peaceable Kingdom – Photo: L. Weikel

Even the Cats Concede

Our cats are far from spring chickens. Precious is the oldest and the most emotionally vulnerable. I’m pretty sure she’s over 14 years old. I guess if I loved her I’d look up her birthday in my records*. But even she is conceding that these annoying little black-and-whites are probably here to stay. If she wants to avoid feeling hungry, she’s going to need to at least start coming around again.

Cletus has made the biggest strides. As you can see from the photo above, he is at least deigning to grace the top of the same couch as Brutus. But it’s quite obvious who is ‘top dog,’ so to speak. And Cletus wants to make it perfectly clear that he’s just being civil. He can sense the (disgusting, in his mind) level of delight we have for these little bundles. He sees and feels it. And yet he’s also falling for their charm.

It annoys him to no end.

Patience & Acceptance – Photo: L. Weikel

Tigger Reigns, Though

But of all the reactions the other four leggeds have given to the arrival of the pups, Tigger by far has been most patient and generous. They jump on him, chase him, bark at and harass him, and sneak up on him when he’s sleeping. And the most they get from him is a meow that says, “Back off,” and a stern glare. He’s the epitome of patience.

Someday I bet they’ll even sleep together.

Ooops. I just realized: I posted more puppy photos. Oh my. Perhaps I am indeed shameless. Or maybe I’m just responding to your future pressure and becoming one-dimensional – to keep my customers satisfied!

*I do love her.

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