The tomcat Trouble went to bed with my wife tonight and I was not upset. I like the guy and his claws are longer than mine. And he's younger than me and has more teeth and hair than me. Three in the bed isn't all that bad.

Anyway, a noise came from the downstairs saloon that did not sound human. No human would catch it but the tomcat caugnt it and he was off to the races like he was going to do 1:08 for the six furlongs.

About 15 minutes later I go downstairs and watch the tomcat tear his smaller sister apart with his claws.

Nah, when I got there he was just finishing the licks around her head and ears when he laid up to sleep beside her. That left front on Shiloih's hindquarters means a lot though.

Drunk or stupid and/or dimwitted one can sometimes catch the momcat Mister Mittens grazing into a feed dish in the middle of the night.

Cats ARE a trip!