Jul 22, 2012 22:00
I don't know what is up with these kittens. Today I gave up trying to fend off Spartacus, and we both happily ate out of a bowl of popcorn together. POPCORN. He loves it. What????
Then, someone, presumably Sparts, decided to lick my last Doxycyline until it broke open. I'd noticed his interest in the blue pills before, but seriously what cat is interested in eating antibiotics? And relentless pursues his lust for popcorn, to the point where he'll jump into the garbage just to get to the bag to search if it's empty or not??
He hides from visitors, but when they aren't around, he is intense and single-focused. My desk is covered in bitter powder from the capsule. He can't stand to be separated from Rumi. He's unrelenting when he wrestles, on occasion I'll intervene, and then he switches to giving Rumi the most intense kitten bath ever.
Rumi is wild about V. They cuddle so adorably. Inevitably, Spartacus comes along and insists that it's time once again to train for battle. These guys were aptly named.
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