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Starting off, here's a pic from 3 years ago of how Milli and Saki got along:
They didn't curl up together ever, but sleeping one inch from each other isn't bad. Once they acclimated to each other after the first 5 months--"acclimate" meaning Saki deciding she didn't have to kill Milli anymore, and Milli learning how to fight like the calico tiger she was and have fun with it, their relationship was pretty sibling-like. Saki is a pushy extrovert, so when Saki pushed in--because Saki always goes where Saki wants to go--Milli alternately shared her space with her as in the above pic, swatted her off, or more characteristically ran away.
Saki was definitely depressed the first week and half after Milli died--perhaps as much due to the lack of leftover food to steal from Milli's perch as missing Milli, and the change in routine Milli's absence entailed. She seemed angry at me as well, perhaps wondering why I didn't bring Milli back home, and was spending most of the night out in the living room. She's gotten back to her usual purry, Stevie Nicks-meowing self the past few days. I haven't noticed a change in Tuxie or Moo, except that Moo has been much more comfortable walking up to and nosing Saki. Maybe she senses Saki's loss, or feels empowered by the absence of the other elder cat who lived with us before she came on the scene.
And here's Milli, Saki, and Moo last fall, each at their station in the living room:
Moo never got to the point of touching noses with Milli, but they got to the point of both sharing the living room and passing near by each other comfortably without hissing. Tuxie was utterly fascinated with This One Who Would Not Be Touched, who he couldn't rub around like all the rest of us. But I think he was getting close to winning her over. A couple of days before her last, they were sitting two feet away, face to face, just gazing at each other, tails still, and ears forward.
This pic is just a very typical Milli expression and position--one paw out, one folded in:
Last post, I talked about Milli's lovin' blinks. The phrase that made her blink the most in loving satisfaction was, "Mill-Mill's beauuutiful!" "She would stare at me for "I love you," and "I love my Mill-Mill," but it was "beautiful" that always got the deepest blink, and a paw lifted forward and put down with toes out-stretched. I assume she associated the "b" sound more with love addressed to her than the other words, but you never know.
Milli didn't spend a lot of time in the sun room, as she is here:
Maybe because it faces northeast and the best sun is to be found in the living room. And now for a Silly Milli pic:
Here's Milli in her perch before I made the curtains for it, resting after the first course of her meal:
Those pawses needs to be vewwy clean:
But, "What the fuck is this shit?!!":
And my beautiful dreamer, sweetly bidding you good night:
They didn't curl up together ever, but sleeping one inch from each other isn't bad. Once they acclimated to each other after the first 5 months--"acclimate" meaning Saki deciding she didn't have to kill Milli anymore, and Milli learning how to fight like the calico tiger she was and have fun with it, their relationship was pretty sibling-like. Saki is a pushy extrovert, so when Saki pushed in--because Saki always goes where Saki wants to go--Milli alternately shared her space with her as in the above pic, swatted her off, or more characteristically ran away.
Saki was definitely depressed the first week and half after Milli died--perhaps as much due to the lack of leftover food to steal from Milli's perch as missing Milli, and the change in routine Milli's absence entailed. She seemed angry at me as well, perhaps wondering why I didn't bring Milli back home, and was spending most of the night out in the living room. She's gotten back to her usual purry, Stevie Nicks-meowing self the past few days. I haven't noticed a change in Tuxie or Moo, except that Moo has been much more comfortable walking up to and nosing Saki. Maybe she senses Saki's loss, or feels empowered by the absence of the other elder cat who lived with us before she came on the scene.
And here's Milli, Saki, and Moo last fall, each at their station in the living room:
Moo never got to the point of touching noses with Milli, but they got to the point of both sharing the living room and passing near by each other comfortably without hissing. Tuxie was utterly fascinated with This One Who Would Not Be Touched, who he couldn't rub around like all the rest of us. But I think he was getting close to winning her over. A couple of days before her last, they were sitting two feet away, face to face, just gazing at each other, tails still, and ears forward.
This pic is just a very typical Milli expression and position--one paw out, one folded in:
Last post, I talked about Milli's lovin' blinks. The phrase that made her blink the most in loving satisfaction was, "Mill-Mill's beauuutiful!" "She would stare at me for "I love you," and "I love my Mill-Mill," but it was "beautiful" that always got the deepest blink, and a paw lifted forward and put down with toes out-stretched. I assume she associated the "b" sound more with love addressed to her than the other words, but you never know.
Milli didn't spend a lot of time in the sun room, as she is here:
Maybe because it faces northeast and the best sun is to be found in the living room. And now for a Silly Milli pic:
Here's Milli in her perch before I made the curtains for it, resting after the first course of her meal:
Those pawses needs to be vewwy clean:
But, "What the fuck is this shit?!!":
And my beautiful dreamer, sweetly bidding you good night: