Poor Sammy!  "Mom, please make him stop"
Purrs to all.

Sam, supervised by Mistletoe

Pickle & Suki wrestle all the time, but they do it in silence (well, OK,
they make a racket, but they *say* nothing). I wonder if its because Pickle
knows Suki is deaf?

Suki meows at the top of her lungs for her gooshy food breakfast, so she
certainly isn't the one keeping quiet. Pickle has a very quiet 'mi' for a
meow, but still, I'd expect some noise out of them whilst  they go tumbling
down the hall together.

Yowie

They're very cute, with Sammy's little growls, and Archer judging
distance with his pawing jabs.  Archer is beginning to remind me a bit
of Nanny's Misty, who is also an orinj cat with a lifeguard nosie.
There's certainly nothing wrong with his leg anymore.

Their playfighting reminds me of Buster and Dot.  They also get into
these little tiffs, and I'm sometimes concerned about it.  But Dot
always forgives Buster's exuberance moments later, sometimes with a
good washing to his cheek, so I try to leave them alone.

Well, eleven pounds isn't tiny-- but Sammy *is* HUGE. ;)   I loved Ozzy's
little head peeking in from time to time. ;)

Sammy is whining:)!! Who was that in the corner by the drapes that looked
like Archer's twin??  I figured s/he would gang up there for a minute!!

Poooor Sammy-kins!!