i woke up this morning to whiskers prickling at my face and the sound of serious sniffing...sasha...my youngest cat was obviously annoyed that it was now 7:09 am and his food bowl was empty...and me...the one who fills the bowl was not stirring...maybe he was sniffing for any sign of life...possible concern that his owner was not moving...
meanwhile, chester my oldest cat was in slumber land - snuggly curled up right next to me...i could feel the warmth...
i tried not to move...to see how long sasha would show concern...but i smiled...and he noticed movement! aha! food was in his near horizon!
sasha & chester (yes i have two!) have brought me much joy in the years i have had them. chester was an "only child" for many many years before sasha came along...sasha came along because i was traveling alot and didn't want chester alone for weeks at a time...
their initial meeting didn't go well - chester hissed...sasha just wanted to play...chester had been king of the roost - so to speak...so who was this new addition?
through the years - sasha has had many ailments...but what amazed me is how spunky he has remained...when he was about 3 yrs old - the vet informed me that he had glaucoma in his right eye and would need to have it removed...talk about stress! and yes...i cried when the vet told me about the procedure and that there was always a small chance that he may not make it through....
when i left sasha at the vet...and came home...chester was beside himself...because by this time...he had grown accustomed to his younger brother...and things were WAY to quiet when sasha was not in the house...
sasha made it through the surgery - he now winks at me non-stop...which i love...and his personality and spunk did not change...
i smiled when sasha was busy sniffing for life - because for those who have met him...his sniff is pretty loud (alas - another one of his ailments)...and he doesn't care if he crawls over you to get to what he wants...that is why i smiled...
the personalities of my two boys are as different as they could possibly be...chester is now about 16 yrs old...i see the arthritus kicking in as he walks slower up the stairs...and sasha - well sasha is sasha - although much younger than chester...he now rules the roost...personally, i think chester just lets him...
as much as they fight...the next moment you see them together...curled up in the big cat bed...inseparable
and yes...they live a pretty plush life...but when they automatically crawl into my lap whenever i sit down...those are the moments that i love...they are definately momma's boys!
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Don't forget when Sasha chases his tail (yet again!) And Chester surely doesn't act like he's 16 years old.
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