In other news…the cats have gone right nutty, old chap! Though it makes me flinch, I’ve been using the spray bottle on Nihao at the occurrence of night howlings (less and less, I might add. I think Boo is actually keeping her from being quite so lonely—as was the point.) The other day Boo was attacking the curtains remorselessly, though I clapped and hissed and shooed him numerous times. Finally, I gave in and brought the spray bottle into play. However as soon as I raised it to aim at him, Nihao jumped up from where she’d been lounging, positioned herself between the bottle and the blissfully ignorant Boo, and stood there squinting, as though she was waiting to be sprayed.

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Are cats protective like that? Apparently. I couldn’t think of any other reason for that particular pose in that particular place at that particular moment. And the squinting against the expected water was the clincher. Wow. They must really be getting along. That or Nihao has sudden fits of unquenchable thirstiness.