they keep each other warm

raven and popitraven and popitraven and popit

i had to take a picture. i couldn’t resist.

in spite of raven pulling on popit’s hair as her way of “caressing” and popit attempting to fight back with her claws, at the end of the day, i have the feeling popit loves raven.

i even have a feeling popit loved raven even before she was born, as she used to sleep on my tummy when i was pregnant and probably felt and heard raven’s kicks and heartbeats.

as haughty as this cat can be, she grows on you.

much like the way she grew on me.

except on those days when she’s being a bitch.