About a year ago I posted the rules to Thunder Fight Club. It must be a summer thing because it seems to be on again. At least we assume that’s what is going on – the kittehs are sticklers for rules 1 and 2.
Oliver’s bald spots both have cuts. One of them had healed and was quickly replaced with another. When I kiss them and ask how he got the cuts he walks away. You do not talk about Fight Club.
I asked Obi if he knew what had happened to his brother’s sweet face. Obi walked away.
You DO NOT talk about Fight Club.
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My computer is back! More importantly, the box is back. There are now two boxes in the living room. Whichever one Oliver is in? That’s the one Obi wants.
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Sleeping in the basement continues to be awesome. Yesterday the alarm clock went off and…
Wait for it…
Woke. Oliver. Up.
Awesome.
Kitten Thunder: Life lessons and cat tales 
The easiest way to end a cat fight around here is to get up and walk towards the kitchen.
Yes, well, cheese and tuna solves everything. Seriously, we ought to drop it in war zones.
Mine have been scrapping but i think it’s because the world outside is continually flooding and they are stir crazy 😦
The heat could definitely have something to do with it. They ARE playing, they’re just playing in a way that is causing injury.
May your future hold just enough rain without flooding.
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