Closer and....

Only 2 days ago I despaired of Flora's accepting the Mew Kid, Cicero. But the fearless little guy has been following her around, making kitten noises and trills. He won't take no for an answer, and he's so sweet and friendly with his "Hello! I'm a little kitten, and you've simply got to love me" tone of voice. Never mind he actually outweights Flora... she only seems bigger due to her Fluffbudget supply.

I gave him free rein yesterday and today, despite Flora's mrouws and occasional hisses, he hopped up on my bed and made himself at home, Flora notwithstanding. Perhaps it was Cicero's name day today... but Herself decided to tolerate him!

Being still a kitten, he just can't resist a lashing tail, so he earned some of those kittycuss words.

Miss Flora is Not Impressed

I had hopes that Flora, the 13-year-old, would cotton to Cicero because he's so sweet, he's not a girl, and her mommie instincts would kick in. Alas, to no avail. They have seen one another in passing, and under the door, but each time Flora tries to show me how many kittycuss words she knows. Her vocabulary is as astounding as her volume.

She is Not Amused. The photo says it all. Her superior Cattitude, her scorn of Lesser Cats, and her Lack of Amusement all show in this shot. Poor Flora. She is destined to be big sister, so she'd better get used to the idea.