Normally, Little Feet is a little jealous of Buster. Partly because I
try to give Buster enough attention that he wants to stay inside.

This usually means that Little Feet ignores Buster, or simply
tolerates him. Sometimes, however, the two of them try to freak us
out.

Yesterday, Buster and Little Feet were playing best buddies. Where
Buster went, Little Feet went. Side by side, they waltzed through the
apartment, as if they were joined at the hip.

All day long, they did this - as if they were (pardon the expression)
Siamese twins.

The settled down within inches of each other, and napped as if they
had always been best buddies.

When Little Feet went to the window, hind paws on the chair and front
paws on the window glass, Buster mimicked him perfectly.

I'm not sure if Little Feet is giving housecat lessons, or if the two
of them art just messing with us...

Buster eventually wanted out, though. I imagine he was telling his
Raccoon, Possum and Armadillo friends, "...and you'll never believe
THIS..."

Hugs and Purrs,
Mark