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Grumpy & Cleo

In this house, dog is certainly not a boy's best friend. It's a cat.

When we first got Cleopatra (can you tell that I'm the one who named her?), she hadn't decided who was going to be her best friend.

Grumpy, at that time, was being ousted from his bed by Happy. He had been bunking with Sleepy in the same room, but Happy wanted to be in the room with his "best brother", so Grumpy needed to switch rooms with Happy.

He didn't like this arrangement calling Happy's bed "stinky". I assured him the sheets and bedspread were clean, but he still didn't feel comfortable with this arrangement. Instead, he took his blanket and pillow and ended up on the couch in the living room.

He slept on the couch for two weeks. During this time, he made a new bed mate. Cleo started sleeping with him every night. I think it comforted her to have him down there and vice versa. When Grumpy had no choice but to move back upstairs in Happy's old bed (due to his mother's edict), Cleo followed him and has slept with him ever since.

Thus began a beautiful friendship.....until a strange thump was heard one morning coming from Grumpy's room followed by an affronted meow from Cleo.

Later that morning, Grumpy announced that Cleo "figured out how to bite". I stopped in the middle of making breakfast to look at him with concern. "Did Cleo bite you, Grumpy?!" I exclaimed worriedly. He didn't really want Cleo to get into trouble, so he said it was just a little bite that didn't hurt that much.

I narrowed my eyes and asked, "Why did she bite you, honey?" I was suspicious. Nothing is ever what it seems in this house.

"I was rubbing her belly and she bit me," he said quietly. "Oh, honey! I thought you knew that Cleo hates it when we rub her belly," I said. We had discovered this early on when her mouth would open and we saw her teeth descending onto our hands as we rubbed her stomach. We would snatch our hands away before teeth met skin, but poor Grumpy hasn't yet developed lightning quick reflexes.

I immediately put two and two together when I remembered the loud thump I heard earlier. "You shoved her off the bed when she bit you, huh?" I asked. I started to smile. Grumpy's answering smile was the answer to my question before he gave me a recap of what it was like even using sound effects and sweeping motions.

I chuckled softly to myself and finished breakfast. Cleo better watch herself from now on.

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