The Young One

I’m not going to say that I forgive you for adopting the Bouncy, Pouncy, Not-So-Little-Anymore, Annoying Young Interloper, Humans.

Two cats sit on a screened porch, a pretty, grey stripy tabby on a cat tree and a young black and white cat on the window ledge behind her.

Still, even I am becoming grudgingly accustomed to his antics and it appears we share a common interest in Birdies.

But you’re not forgiven. Not even a little bit.

—Luna

What?

What do you mean you want to move our bed out of the way for a bookcase because we only ever use the couches anyway?

A pretty little black dog and a big black and white hound lounge on a dog bed.

Don’t you see where we are lounging, Human Daddy? How could you even consider depriving us of one of our beloved beds?

—Xena and Cosmo