It took Mittens just minutes to realize Yeager was not in tow when we arrived home on Monday late afternoon. He spent the evening with us lounging in the family room, even occupying Yeager's bed for a bit. Last night, I found him plotting against the fish in the cat tree that hasn't been used in two years. Yes, Max, he JUMPED up there! The house quaked. Anyway, it's a shame that on Saturday Yeager won't allow him outside Greta's room again. I'm toying with just not putting the gate back up in Greta's room, but if that results in Yeager killing the cat, I'd never be able to look my daughter in the eyes again.
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