How can two cats who look so much alike be so different?

While Elvis bathes and thinks back on the evenings lovely salmon supper....Albert seethes and plots a war.

Poor Elvis never saw it coming.

All of their fights go as follows: Elvis wrestles like a pro from the ground while Albert pounces and body slams from above.

Even though Albert is bigger and stronger than his brother, Elvis is scrappy and a bit of a dirty fighter. He'll use his back paws as if there are ten machetes attatched to his toes, bicycling and slicing through the air. I'd be scared.

Sadly, there is never a winner and one cat ends up mad(Albert) while the other is slightly bloodied(Elvis can't seem to keep his ears out of Albert's mouth) and both are exhausted. Then it's off to the food bowls where both chow down like champs and then off to bed. Ah..brothers.
3 comments:
Don't you just love the way cats socialize? We go out for coffee, they rassle.
Oh my gosh! Albert is indeed bigger than his brother now. I remember when he was the smallest of the litter... They are both adorable though Sigh... tabby boys
Thank you for the birthday wishes. 9 and Chani loved the hugs and kisses :D
Elvis says, ala Michael Jackson, "I'm a lover not a fighter!"
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