We've had him for almost three months, and the kitten is just not getting any smarter, he's just getting bigger. It's a great combination, let me assure you. He's knocking stuff over and falling off things and letting his mouth hang open. Sometimes he grabs onto his own tail so hard he rolls himself over.
He does, however, keep Momo from walking around constantly moaning. Now instead, Momo spends his time alternating between bathing Wicket and hiding from Wicket in the bathtub. Sometimes, I'll see Wicket walking around and meowing, then I go into the bathroom and Momo is looking up from the tub where he's pressed to the floor and giving me a look that says, "Tell him where I'm at and I chew off your hair tonight."
That is Momo and his feather. His PRECIOUS, PRECIOUS, PRECIOUSSSSSS feather. Wicket likes whatever Momo likes, so he also loves the feather. Momo is not exactly a good sharer, so he usually pushes the feather into a pile and then sits on top of it while Wicket circles him and cries.
Ultimately, the real difference between the two cats is that Wicket spends his life trying to intimidate Momo and Momo spends his life trying to intimidate the vacuum cleaner.


Momo is an amazing name for a cat.
Posted by: Nick | 2008.08.25 at 03:01 AM