Black cats are psychopaths. Kittens are psychopaths. And multiple cats together bring out a gang psychopathy which wouldn’t have been present, or at least would have been significantly diluted, with just one cat.
We all know this, right?
Yet my sister (not the mamma of Otis and Roux, but the other sister) has just allowed these two reprobates to move in with her and her family:
Mothra (tabby girl) and Rodan* (black boy), whose names follow a comic book supervillain theme just like that of their departed brother, King Ghidorah, are ten weeks old, and were adopted from The Stray Cat Club.
*I don’t know whether Rodan is pronounced “ro-DAHN” rhyming with Sudan, “RO-dorn” like lowborn, “ro-DAN” rhyming with (Zinedine) Zidane or even “RO-dun” like (Phil) Foden. I don’t think my sister really knows, either. Luckily I’ve only had to deal with their names in written form so far, so it won’t matter until I meet them and have to address them in person/feline.
Mothra and Rodan are settling in well. Luckily there haven’t been any major dramas as yet, other than one of them trying to break out of their solitary confinement cell after just one (1) day. I imagine you can guess which cat it was.
Oh, and this also happened:
But I’m sure that, once The Mothership cranks up and the telepathic communication starts buzzing back and forth, there will be chaos aplenty. And, since I know better than anyone what it’s like to have a psychopathic cat, I will be here to point and laugh offer support throughout.
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