You all know by now that Stinky and Dante have an uneasy peace.  They
get along, but I wouldn't call them friends.  There is usually at
least once hissing/bopping incident a day.  Stinky has never ceased to
look askance at Dante's antics.  It's no good to remind him that he
was approximately 20X the hoolikit in his time that Dante was.  

Dante is an energetic little booger, but he has never matched the
glory of the Thanksgiving dinner turkey abduction, the Running of the
Bagel, or the famous walk along the top of the closet doors. ;)
Still, Stinky has stepped readily into the role of dignified
gentleman, who is shocked, *shocked* at this cheeky little bugger's
impudence. ;)

So when I walked in last night, I was shocked myself, to see them
sharing the daybed, no more than about six inches apart.  Not
snuggling ("EEWWWWWWW!" Stinky just said), but pretty close, anyway.
"Hey," I said to Mom, "check this out!"  I have always suspected that
a lot of the hissing and bopping is for my benefit, and that they do a
lot less of it when I'm *not* around.  Sure enough, Mom shrugged.
"You weren't around to fight over," she said.

Theresa
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