There's a monster under the bed

Okay, not really a monster, but another cat. A guest cat. A cat who has come to stay. A cat who won't come out from under the bed. (I'm a little miffed that she's taken my spot; under the bed is where I go to mourn the loss of my beloved testicles.)

This isn't like the time Mini Kitten came to stay and then never went home. This cat is just visiting. She is served cared for and petted on a regular basis by Curiosa's colleague D.

She's an old lady cat. She's grumpy and plump, and we've tried to make friends, but she just hisses at us.

This apartment is kinda small for two baby kitties (we try to play up the baby angle as much as possible), but it's even smaller with chats à trois. Don't get us wrong. We don't mind her being here. In the meantime, we're just gonna sit here chillin' in our basket, and wait for her to make up to us.