Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sometimes They Just Don't Get Along

Cats are wonderfully adaptive creatures.  When we brought Clea home as a kitten, we kept her in one room away from the other cats for a week or so.  When we opened that door for her to finally meet the cats she smelled under the door, it was interesting to say the least. 

Now, Clea and Haggred are playmates, especially outdoors.  They play what looks like tag, with one pouncing on the other and then running away being chased.  Clea will still rub up against Tasha, who for whatever reason shows more patience to Clea than any other cat.  Yet after all of these years, Clea will puff up and growl at simply the sight of Sidewinder. 

It didn't start out this way.  It actually started with Sidewinder staring the the kitten Clea, and hissing whenever she got too close (like within 8 feet!).  If the two came across each other outside, there would be a cat fight.  Sidewinder holds her ground, unless there is a human around.  Clea is almost always the one to turn tail and run off. 

Yet somehow these two have managed to coexist in the same house for many years now.  Each has a separate room they feel safe in, in which the other cat will not go.  They each have their own window in the living room as well, where they will be laying on the back of the same couch on either end, ignoring the others' existence.  It's amazing to watch.

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