So Brody and Bentwood are lifelong friends, and just like our dogs, they like to tussle and wrestle with each other. I get a kick out of it when they do this, with their stalking and meows and yelps and little tufts of fur going flying. These are some pictures I took recently of one of their catfights. It was very entertaining!
Brody is batting at Bentwood's face, goading him on...
...which Bentwood is totally falling for. Look at his face; he's ticked off and ready to pounce!
"You asked for it, Brody!"
And then, suddenly, it's over. Bentwood says: "My work here is done. I am the victor." He always thinks he's won. He's the bigger, fatter, more dominant cat, while Brody is the smaller, faster, younger one.
Cue the Celine Dion: "All by myself, don't wanna be, all by myself..."
And a few minutes later they're out on the porch resting together like the old friends that they are.
I think we humans have something to learn from catfights. Fight hard, make up quickly, and then go take a nap together.
Lest you think I'm a crazy cat lady...sometimes I definitely am.