I miss mine brofur.
Sammy and I still have our heads, and we aren't in the stockade or dungeon, but neither have we been knighted. If Sammy doesn't quit staring at our sisfur, he may end up with a nice scar though.
Meowm has started the process of moving Miss Emilys litterbox and food dishes out of the bedroom. She thinks that might help with the hissiness. Sammy loves the bedroom, and Emily has to go in there to use her things. She will be in the bedroom, and Sammy will sit outside the door and watch her. She doesn't want to go past him, and she doesn't want him going past her. Never mind that there is a second door that either one of them could use. Sillies! So after having read Cat Daddy, Meowm will be moving things slowly, with the hopes of having them in their permanent places by the time our Grandpawrents come visit in May.
Wish us luck!!!