Rhubarb and Sachiko hope you’ve had as good a week as they have.
Rhubarb’s spent most of it chilling on his favorite chair.
It’s also my favorite chair, which has made for a few awkward moments, but since he gets it for approximately twenty-two hours a day, I don’t feel too guilty about dispossessing him for the other two hours.
Sachiko, on the other paw, has resumed her on again/off again love affair with the spare chair on the other side of the table.
It’s got a nice, comfy cushion, but more importantly, it’s conveniently placed for her to stare at Rhubarb for hours on end.
It doesn’t bother him much, as far as we can tell. But when I take over the chair, her staring sure makes me nervous.
Loves me some orange kitty. But that is some dangerous stare from Sachiko. They can see things we can’t.
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Rhubarb’s a big bundle of love–and nerves. Oddly, Sachiko is one of the few things that doesn’t make him uneasy.
Sachiko, meanwhile, is one sers kitty. She’s always been sers beyond her years, probably as a result of her early abdoption and being raised without other felines her own age around.
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