Being proud mom to two mammals means I am constantly entertained. It also means I am constantly scooping poop. I know many dogs don’t like cats and vice versa, but Leroy and Sherman have been madly in love since the day they first sniffed each other’s butts.

Remember that Sherman came home as a baby to the dollhouse, where Leroy was already firmly imbedded as the alpha mammal. For the speckled one, there has never been a question that Leroy belongs here and that Leroy also deserves his respect. Note that the respect thing only applies to Leroy’s physical being, not to his toys or his food, which Sherman regularly pilfers.

These days, maybe because it’s cold(ish) out or maybe because Leroy’s heart is growing extra huge with the Christmas spirit (I vote for the first option) Mr. Kitty regularly tries to snuggle up with his brother. Generally, Sherman loves a good snuggle and puts up with Leroy’s purring, shedding, licking annoyances.

Affection reached an all-time high this weekend when The Electrician was scratching Sherm’s ears in the livingroom. Leroy simply cannot stand by and watch another living thing get all the attention, so he weaseled his way into the prime location for a good snuggle.

Sherman was impressed indeed, partly because he was suddenly sharing a lap and partly because cat tongues are less than pleasant on a guy’s cornea. Leroy purred like he was the diesel in a television truck commericial. The Electrician, ever the pinnacle of equity when it come to mammal affection, tried his best to please everyone.

That’s how I got this excellent photograph.

There they are, folks. The three hairy dudes I love.

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