If You Insist...I'll need a bigger lap, boys.

As many of you know by now, pets aren't really allowed at the condo where I stay.
But, as fate would have it - there are Condo cats - who loiter the premises with impunity and often spend time with me while I'm out on the fire escape.
There is Pusa (whom i sometimes refer to as 'the bossy one')

Pusa a.k.a. Boss Sungit

And then there is also HeyYou (whom I now refer to as Klutz Muffin or KM for short - there's a story behind that, but that's for another post, if I remember)

HeyYou a.k.a. Klutz Muffin/KM

Now - as is the custom with these two - one is usually not far from the other, and although as of late, KM spends more time hanging out with me, Pusa is almost always in attendance. KM seems to be developing a sense of proprietorship when it comes to sitting on my lap - a practice originally started by Pusa.  And as I have mentioned previously, Pusa seems tolerant of the smaller cat, and gives way to the younger - especially when it comes to food or the apparently much coveted 'human couch' that also answers to the name - Babs.

When KM (HeyYou) is already comfortably on my lap as I drink my coffee, Pusa is usually content to just lay by the step below or right beside me - but lately, maybe because the nights have been nippy and the wind cool for this time of year - Pusa also insists on getting his lap-time even if KM is already comfortably sleeping.  This is interesting to watch because, Pusa being bigger than the kitten - doesn't seem to care that he is practically lying down over most of the small cat as he slowly clambers up on my lap.  I often end up moving KM a bit so at least it's just his butt that's pinioned under the bigger orange cat.

both asleep

One of the reasons why I bring a book out on the fire escape is - I usually end up staying out there slightly longer than I expected when these two decide to pull something like this.  I don't have the heart to get up and shoo them off especially since they seem to look SO comfortable.

GAH. Meanwhile, MY butt is going to sleep too, so I move a bit every few minutes just to get the blood to circulate more comfortably and I don't get pins and needles or worse - a numb behind. Sitting quietly watching them sleep gives me a measure of calm. I keep amusing myself with internal dialogues that they might be having or else I have internal discussions with - or mostly talk to them out loud - about how I have NO plans of sleeping out on the fire escape with them.

KM thinking: "This lap ain't big enough for the two of us."

I remain quite amused by the fact that tolerance - seems to go both ways with these two. Pusa has to give in to KM when it comes to matters of food and petting rights, and apparently, KM has to allow Pusa to share lap/sleeping space with him.  Come to think of it - these two are just like Batman and Robin... or The Lone Ranger and Tonto.  Funnily enough, the small cat seems to be developing an attitude lately that says: This is MY turf, and attempts to gently take a swipe at Pusa when he comes to sit beside us.

At the end of it all - KM just curls up closer beside Pusa and gives in to the status quo.

oh well...whatever.

I think I'll need a bigger lap - or another cup of coffee.  Tolerance. Acceptance of what IS. I'd really much rather have a dog again, but it isn't allowed - so THAT is MY status quo. Sigh.

Things are much easier if you just go with the flow sometimes.  This will do for now.

It's all good.

Mabuhay!