A lot of people often ask mom and dad if I get along with my purr things, Hemi and Mouse Girl. Of course I do. Snort
Now, Mouse Girl, she’s the only girl in the house besides mom. She is a little princess in daddy’s eyes. I mean come on, what little girl isn’t you know. She does no wrong. But let me tell you something about Princess Poo Poo, she has an evil streak. Dad may not see it but I have. We pick on her but believe me, she gets even and 9 times out of 10, she gets away with it because no one thinks she would do anything like that. But I know. I have her ticket. Uh huh – I sure do.
Now, Hemi, he’s in the picture with me above. We are playmates. Hemi likes to play what he calls tag. He will slap me in the hiney with his huge hemingway paw and trust me, that extra digit matters. It hurts on my fanny. One time, he slapped me across the face. He hit so hard, I shook my head. That’s a powerful slap friend. After he slaps me, he then runs away and I chase him. This goes back and forth for hours. We run all through the house, down the halls, in my bedroom, across my bed, everywhere! We’re just playing. You’ll find us sometimes curled up sleeping together. Us men have to stand together.
So, yeah, we get along just fine for the most part. We’re running buds. Me and Hemi, we’re just thinking of ways to take over the household for good. We’ll keep you posted on how that works out for us. 🙂