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Max has finally started to reassert himself now that Squeaky has been here for more than 6 weeks.
Current blow-by-blow: I am listening to Squeaky singing a high warning tune while Maxwell, after having spent the last half hour cheek-marking everything in my office, is now sitting about 18 inches away from her, staring her down while his tail snaps back and forth.
Now she has managed to remove herself, and Max is yelling triumphantly from atop the floor to ceiling cat tower.
But no! Squeaky has only gone as far as the closet door, and now Max is perched on a chair just above her, and again, is staring her down.
Ah yes, my favorite soap opera. As the Cat Turns.
Current blow-by-blow: I am listening to Squeaky singing a high warning tune while Maxwell, after having spent the last half hour cheek-marking everything in my office, is now sitting about 18 inches away from her, staring her down while his tail snaps back and forth.
Now she has managed to remove herself, and Max is yelling triumphantly from atop the floor to ceiling cat tower.
But no! Squeaky has only gone as far as the closet door, and now Max is perched on a chair just above her, and again, is staring her down.
Ah yes, my favorite soap opera. As the Cat Turns.