Shelley's Tangents

So here is another post that I have had running around in my head.  I really should write these out more often… I’ll attempt it.  Dan and I now have two cats, Taylor and Callie.  Now, Taylor is a tuxedo male just over a year old and Callie is a calico female ( I know, you are shocked) about 3-4 years old now.  As they have gotten more and more used to them and I have watched them, I have drawn some surprising conclusions.  Taylor is Dan’s alter cat ego and Callie is mine.

Let me explain.  Callie prefers Dan and Taylor prefers to sit in my lap.  Taylor is more adventurous, seeking higher and more dangerous spots to sit or to explore.  Callie is perfectly content laying on the floor curled up and would much rather you pick her up than jump anywhere.  When they play Taylor is more aggressive in attacking her any chance he gets, where Callie lets him come to her.  That’s not to say she doesn’t taunt him, she does a whole lot.  Taylor always pounces and Callie rolls over, fiercely attacking him back.  Callie is a bit bigger than the small boned Taylor and the obvious parallel is she’s older than him…

Maybe not much to go on, but this popped into my head one day when I had been up for a while and I don’t seem to be able to get it out.