Meet the new boss at our house.
Ali-cat.
And let's just say....I don't think it's an accident she likes to rest on a narrow ledge two stories high above a painting of a snow leopard.
I inherited both cats.
Ali was my mother's kitten.....a gift from her Lebanese neighbor... hence the Arabic literary reference.
And the snow leopard was a painting an interior decorator owned and felt would be perrrfect in my foyer.Ali is 6 pounds of pure spit and curiosity.
She lived in a cat cage in my parent's house since she was 6 weeks old. My mom, with her dementia, wasn't thinking clearly and kept her mostly confined and admired in the family room.
When we set Ali-cat free in our house, she had 8 months of kitten hood to catch up on.
She chases the dogs....terrorizes our old cat and in the morning we find various knick knacks and objects at odd angles or turned over.
Our old cat, Cat, will have nothing to do with her and currently sits in protest under a dresser in an extra bedroom.
When Ali creeps up to her....you'd swear a National G special on African lionesses was on TV.
Hisses....yeowls....high pitched undulating cat cries fill the hallway....but since they're both declawed...when paws flail out.... you only hear a soft dull thud instead of something more serious.
I don't think Ali-cat is mean....I think she just wants to play and sniff Cat....who, as Queen of the Universe, is highly insulted by the presence of this inferior youngster.
When Ali tires of stalking the old cat....she turns to digits and tails.
Last night, I woke up when hub's leg shot in the air. Ali saw something wiggle under the blanket and bit his toe.
When Ozzie....65lbs of dog....naps in the kitchen... she slowly crawls...belly-to-floor...over to him and delivers a couple well-placed swats to his tail.
Because I'm coming and going so often these days....Ali and I have an uncertain relationship.
Sometimes...she jumps on my desk and thumps thumps my fingers on the keyboard and at other times....she curls up in my lap and purrs.
Hopefully when some of the kitten gets spent ....Ali will settle down and the Queen of the Universe will grudgingly make room for her.
Until then......Ali keeps an eye on us....high on her ledge......like some supreme commander assessing the battlefield strategizing the day's action.
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