Greetings fellow felines and assorted others. Snoops and Kommando Kitty here. The is our first opportunity to tell you about our New Year’s resolutions. We decided to make joint resolutions this year. So, here they are:
We resolve not to fight so much.
Kommando: You mean you won’t lick my neck only to chomp on it?
Snoops: I have to make sure it’s clean. And it’s not like I can actually get to the skin through all that thick fur. Besides, I think it’s more directed at you hiding out and then attacking me.
Kommando: I do not hide out.
Snoops: What do you call running in from another room or behind a box?
Kommando: Strategic placement of my body.
Snoops: Grrr.
We resolve not to eat each other’s food.
Kommando: Yeah. No more snarfing my canned food.
Snoops: I do not snarf your food.
Kommando: I’ve seen you do it.
Snoops: I don’t touch your food until you’ve left the room. Besides you do the same thing.
Kommando: I still think you get more than your share.
Snoops: What about you? I wait at the kibble dish or the water fountain while someone fills it, and as soon as you hear the sound of them being refilled you run in and push me out of the way.
Kommando: I’m just trying to protect you from being poisoned. You should thank me.
Snoops: Thank you? Mom is not going to poison us. You’re just being rude.
We resolve not to fight over Mom.
Snoops: Meaning that you will not step on me or push me out of the way to get next to Mom.
Kommando: She’s MY human.
Snoops: She belongs to both of us.
Kommando: Nope. Don’t you remember? Your humans were Dad and the blond girl. My humans were Mom and blondie’s brother. It was all Kommando, all the time for Mom. You can’t blame me because you ran out of humans and mine are both still here.
Snoops: That’s just mean. Mom said that she’s the primary human for both of us.
Kommando: It doesn’t mean that I don’t get first cuddles.
Snoops: Lucky Mom goes out of her way to make sure I get enough pets and cuddles.
Kommando: Grrr.
Snoops: Was there anything else?
Kommando: No. I think apart from those things, we’re pretty much perfect.
Snoops: I agree. Let’s take a nap.
Kommando: Sounds good to me.
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