Happiness Is A Sleeping Cat

Let's start off the New Year with a great picture of Delilah Bug.

Sleeping Beauty

That's my scrap blanket over her.  She's not usually a fan of having blankets or sheets over her but we've been experiencing colder weather these last six weeks.

We are starting to see some promise of relaxing between Delilah and Macy.  Close quarters still means that there is the occasion hiss or aggressive stance, but there are these moments between the two of them.  For example, during feedings, they can get rather close to each other with just a glance and I hold my breath waiting for the vocalizations to begin.  Instead, they just separate from each other.   I still hold out hope that they will be become friends.  To have a picture of these two curled up together.....I would die a happy woman.

Since my marriage to Mr. Grumpbump, my life is good.  This is very hard for me to admit openly because, well, I have a fear that to express your happiness and complacency in life just begs for bad things to happen.  I can no longer deny it; I am happy.  And we aren't even homeowners, yet.  It scares me to think about how I will feel when we actually own a home.

I have to go now.  Mr. Grumpbump wants to give me a massage.  Ah, the good life.