All In The Family...
Since Casper doesn't have anyone his own age and size to play with, he tries to play with Skittles. Skittles is about three years old. She's been a mother twice; she knows what he is -- a kitten that doesn't belong to her -- and she doesn't put up with much nonsense from him.
She doesn't enjoy his rough and tumble play, but she enjoys hiding games. He hides inside the box or under the dresser, and she reaches in blindly and tries to touch him. Then he jumps out and surprises her and runs back in (or under.) Oh, what fun.
Casper would like to snuggle with Skittles when he's sleepy but she won't let him. I think she knows that he would try to nurse her. This is as snuggly as Skittles permits: she lets him sleep on top of the box as long as he doesn't bother her.
They're in the utility room, across the room from the wood stove. It's a lovely place for cats to nap. The decor's not much, but it's comfy and warm. Dennis (who doesn't spoil the cats at all) put the towel in the box for them.
This little post is my very first entry in Carnival of the Cats.