|Lilybits, not large, but in|
Matthew is my big brother or big bother as Mom’s brother used to call himself. Yes, I know, he is my adopted human brother. He’s definitely not part of the superior feline species. I don’t hold that against him though. My problem is that he invades my territory occasionally, this time for Christmas. He sleeps in the room where my sunny spot is and talks to Mom without my permission.
I was busy taking this situation out on Mom. I wouldn’t sit on her lap or by her until Matthew decided to talk to her. Then I possessively cuddled up next to her leg and stared at him. He accused me of giving him the evil eye, but it was just a stern warning. Then he had the nerve to give me a raspberry and tell me he could talk to her too! Well, he apparently forgets that I am in charge here.
Of course, Mom reminds me that I didn’t mind him being around when he had string cheese to share. I climbed right up on Matt's lap to beg and he was quite obliging. I suppose I could be a little more accommodating. I was kind of glad when he left, so I could have my space back and Mom to myself for the most part.
|Matthew says farewell to Lilybits.|
But now that Matthew went back to Massachusetts, who is going to share their string cheese? I wonder when he’ll be back? Maybe it’s not so great he left after all. I guess I could get used to him being around . . . for the string cheese.
|Mom says good-bye to Matthew at the airport.|