BDSM is Love

One of my cats, Zeus, is a bit angry with me. He walks around in a huff, especially at night. It glares at the window air conditioner that has now blocked his view of the world and a very special lady cat.

Yes, that’s right, my black playboy kitty has a girlfriend. Master and I have both watched him at night sitting in the window talking… at first we thought at nothing. Then we saw her… a pretty calico sitting on the bit of roof overhang at the kitchen window. Practically every night since it was nice enough to have the windows open, my Zeus would sit there waiting for her and then spend minute upon precious minute talking to this calico. It’s rather cute and I do hate that the air conditioner now sits in that window, but necessity overrides my cat’s crush.

I’m sure he will get over it, and perhaps when the weather cools once more this stray calico will come calling again to hear Zeus whisper sweet meows in her ears. It’s sweet how animals can share bits of their secret lives with you in this way.

–luna