Happy warmness and what?

Donny

What a wonderful days it had been. Dad and I have had long conversations over what happened and how, as much as I loved her, she was not the right cat at the right time. She was not able to return my love, for whatever reason, and for that I am sad, but I do wish her well. I have not heard from her since she left in her pink car.
Dad and I have never slept better. He makes me sit on his lap as soon as he gets home and, try as he might to convince me otherwise, he wants to hold me and love me every moment of the day.
I try to fall asleep on my side of the bed and he insists on wrapping his arms around me to keep me warm. Secretly I like it.
We have gotten into our pattern again. I remind him of what to do every day. His light box goes off at different times every morning, but I know he likes to be gently woken by my gentle touch when the sun comes up.
He silences his magic box and states at it for a while. When it is time for him to go to the litter box I show him the way and talk him through the process. I wish he would do the same for me, but I digress.
He then throws on his temporary fur and we walk downstairs as I tell him what flavor breakfast I would like. He usually complies.
We then go back upstairs and he puts our bed in good order and he takes off his fur and goes back to his litter box.
I drink my water on the counter next to him as he defurs his face.
He then goes in the loud water white box and gets wet.
We then go in the cold room where he keeps his fur. He picks which fur he wants for the day.
I don't always agree with his choices and we argue over this.
He leaves.
I used to think he never comes back, but he usually does.
Lots of white stuff outside.
Chew treats have returned to the trees.
He put water in a tall glass the other day. Put a plant in. Something floats in the water.

Jean-Pierre

Sacrebleu! I was in a tiny ocean weeth horrid light and zen I am roughly taken to zee cold and zen put een a beegeer ocean. I have frond to hide in. Zhere ees somesing grande a noir e blanc on zee ozer side. I do not sink hee haz seen me yet. Zees is good.

Bliss

Donny

My dad is so cuddly. He made my love/ my nemesis disappear. He knew, although I loved her, it was not a love that would last through the ages. She made it clear she did not want kittens. Ever. She made it clear she was not into cuddling. She made it clear my food was hers, my bathroom was hers, and my life was in her paws.  I still loved her.
Last night, sleep was wonderful. Dad and I held hands and chatted and watched silly cat videos on the flat room thingy that I can't seem to figure out how to get in. I see fish and cats in it, but can't get to them.
Dad brought me a bag of deliciousness. Unfortunately, he does not remember to leave the bag open. I told him in the middle of the dark that he forgot.
Dad asked me if I wanted a pet. I don't know what he is talking about, but if it tastes good, I say yes.

Sammie

I am free of Stupid and Warden. Life is good. Ok, better.. Just need to get Nanna to feed me more and stop talking at me so loudly. She is too loud. Maybe I'll kill her in her sleep and have the place to myself. That would be a good day.

Sammienara

Donny

The toughest day so far. My moody lady is in a fit.
I look and my food is there..I walk away and my food is gone. I am so confused.. Not just gone, but the bowl and toys and now my second bathroom is in the wrong place. Doors are closed that weren't before. I can't find my friend. She's around here somewhere, just haven't located her yet. Dad keeps taking things through the big door and then returning without them. A pink bag has arrived. I think my girlfriend is in there. Has she won a prize? I am jealous.

Hours later. I still can't find her despite dad being home for a while. We cuddle in bed. I hold his paws. He likes that. He trims my nails. I don't care for that. I hope she shows up soon. But then again, I sort of don't. She squirrels me too much.
I like her no matter what.

Sammie

Today I take over the place. All the food is mine.
I ambush Stupid coming out of my bathroom. Tired of this sharing crap.
Wait a moment. Stupid's food is missing. Mine too. My water is gone. Now my bathroom has disappeared.
Bring it warden.
We struggle. Stupid diverts Warden's attention. I escape. I run upstairs. Stupid follows. Doors are closing at every turn. I must get to safe space.
An hour later I am in my hiding place. Warden is blabbing to me. I allow him to massage me.

Dammit, he caught me off guard and necks me and places me in the padded pink cell.
I am being carried down.
I am blinded by brightness.
I am forced into a moving thing.
We move.
We arrive and stop.
I am carried to a familiar place and put on ground. Bag is unzipped.
It's traitor Nanna.  I check to make sure Stupid did not follow.
I go to my happy place. The cold white thingy.
Nanna and Warden leave.
Abandoned again.
I shall poop on her pillow.
Glad I was released from that prison. Not sure what they thought I did to be put in there but hopefully never again.
Horrible torture.

Throwing the catnip in...

Donny

I don't seem to do anything right. My Sammie doesn't understand I just want to be all lovey and kitty with her. She has her moments where she lets me near her and noses me.  Then, without notice she has her moments where she lashes out and paws me and chases me into corners. This morning I was sitting in my favorite chair and she snuck up on me and windmilled me.
I didn't do anything. Why Dog, why?
 I almost don't want to cuddle with her for fear she will change her mind, mid purr.  I hear her eating my food and playing with my toys in the middle of the night. Why alone??? I'm the best cat in the world. Dad tells me all the time I am.
How do I move on from her? I need to have a conversation with Dad and see if maybe she can go away. This is too painful to continue.
Did I mention she eats my food in the middle of the night? That's just not right.
I do like her littler box though.
Maybe I can chat with her.  Wait here, I'll be right back....

Sammie

This place is mine.
 I have worn him down.
 I have trained them both to cower in fear.
Warden is my bitch.
I scream for food. He responds.
 I scream for litter change.  He jumps.
I boldly chew with my mouth open with eating stupids food so they can hear. They can do nothing about it.
He yells, scolds, but I scurry away like a good inmate, knowing he is an idiot and will return as soon as his back is turned.
This morning I put Stupid in the grovel position and I didn't even have to touch him. Warden watched in horror. Tonight I walked up to warden in the food room and looked up at him then began eating Stupid's food in front of him. He pointed me to go away.  I stopped and walked away, knowing I made my point.
Next will be to take over the top floor and force them to leave permanently. I'm tired of sharing.
Oh crap, Stupid has come to get yet another beat down. I'll be just a moment...

Done being nice....

Donny
I don't understand what I have done to make her grow so distant again.  We were mere paws away from making kittens and she has retreated back to her anger. I do not know what I can do to win her back. She eats my food, borrows my toys, squirrels me when I come around corners and doesn't even nose me any more. I try to win her over by pooping frequently in our litter boxes, but nothing. Why Dog, why are you doing this to me????

Sammie
I'm done acting nice.
I can't pull it off.
I'm not a nice cat by nature. Suck it up and deal with it Stupid.  You want to be with me, you gotta like it rough.
Real rough.
I find myself emotionally eating.
Tonight I waited until after Warden got home and done with his massage of me, then ate my dried food in front of him, eyeballing him the whole time, trying to get him to realize I am going to eat everything in sight. My food, Stupid's food, the butter on the counter.... Then do the most massive explosive dump on his beloved padded floor while simultaneously coughing up a juicy hairball.  That's how much I am done with this place.
All he said was, " Good girl."
I'll show him good...
He's up there now trying to convince me to come up there and chat.  I may be sexy but these looks have brains to go with them.
I'll wait til he's asleep......

Magic walls

Donny
Lots of white stuff falling from above. 
 Dad stays in bed too long. He keeps napping even though it is well past morning chimee treat. 
Even my love is complaining about the service this morning. Eventually I convince him to wake and walk with me down to the dining corner. 
Sammie my love is standing by my side waiting patiently for our glamorous wet food course. 
This is the most exciting part of my day( until Sammie moved in that is).
Sammie made me wait while she decided which bowl she wanted. Anything for her. 
I thought she decided and went for the other dish. When it looked like she wanted to high five me for my patience, dad shockingly intervened and swatted Sammie. 
Boy was she surprised! 
She ran off to cry in a corner. 

After I finished my wet course I ran to find her and explain he misread our love for each other. She seems moody today. I still love her.

Sammie
What the hell? I'm hungry for my crappy gruel. White is falling out past the magic clear walls.
 Who cares. 
I'm hungry.
 I scream at Warden to get his ass downstairs.
 I threaten to do a running urination on his padded floors. 
That got him up. He comes down and throws pitifully small portions of wet crap in bowls and puts them equidistant to Stupid and me. 
This is one of his psychological tests.
 I'll show him. 
I'll take both. 
Stupid thinks he gets some. I wind up to sucker punch and mortally wound him and get blindsided by Warden. 
 I retreat. 
He won the battle but I will win the war. 
Fucker. 

Heavens

Donny
The heavens have aligned. My beloved has come round. 
She is a shy thing. 
I can't wait for kittens. We nosed each other. Then we dined romantically on wet food together at my place. 
Then i pooped.
 Today is a great day.

Sammie
Fine. 
Warden is not horrible. Not much smarter than stupid, but at least he massages me.
 I reminded Warden this morning to feed me on time. If only he would forbid Stupid from using my private bathroom. I saw him scold Stupid.
 That was fun. 
Then he switched our bathrooms boxes.  I think a test to see how stupid Stupid is. 
Stupid is not dangerous I have concluded. 
Just stupid.
 I nosed him as a sign that he is my bitch. 
Then I tried to eat his wet food. 
I think he thought it was a date. 
Stupid.