Before Cicero became part of our household, Smokey used to sleep with Mark and me. Ever since that day about two and a half years ago when Smokey hissed and ran out of the bedroom, we've felt a little sad that the 16 pound older cat was displaced so quickly by a 4 pound kitten.
Okay... um, yeah, Cicero is a descended from barn cats and has no sense of boundaries.
And, Smokey has been known on occasion to do a sumo-ninja move by rolling with a Cicero pounce, resulting with Cicero landing on his side instead of on Smokey like he had planned.
Fast forward to this week, where I discovered them sleeping and actually touching.
And, of course, as soon as I typed this, Cicero went up to Smokey, who was on the bed, and started biting him. Sigh.
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