When All is Right with the World?

Bob (left) came to live here 2 1/2 years ago, after my Mother died. He's made the transition from being the only cat, to one of seven. I'm so thrilled that the adjustment went well-better than expected by far.

Bob and Nora (right), are like soul mates. He seeks her out when he doesn't feel well or needs a snuggle. She seems to be completely at ease with his presence.

Either that or I'm completely blind to the reality that Bob was trying to shove Nora out of the cat bed and she simply refused to budge. This is a war of Will, not a sign of peace and harmony.

Makes for a cute photo, regardless.