This ongoing battle for mutual destruction results in many amusing stand-offs.
Tilsy: I hate you, mongrel.
Zelly: You can hate me all you want. I'm the one on the couch in the BEST SPOT EVARRRR! Mwah ha ha ha!
Tilsy: Whatever. I don't even want to sit there, anyway. You'll probably catch cooties from Two-Legs.
Zelly: I'll risk it. Seeya!
Tilsy retreats to the kitchen to plot her revenge.
A few days ago, the two of them were both jostling for position under the desk and got into a proper fight. (At least a proper fight for them, which means a lot of noisy, dramatic wrangling but no actual damage.) Ten minutes later, I was on the couch and they were both on top of me, one on either side of my lap, sound asleep.
Shakesville is run as a safe space. First-time commenters: Please read Shakesville's Commenting Policy and Feminism 101 Section before commenting. We also do lots of in-thread moderation, so we ask that everyone read the entirety of any thread before commenting, to ensure compliance with any in-thread moderation. Thank you.
blog comments powered by Disqus