Waxing nostalgic ... and strangeness in the McCarragher pride of kitties

Amy has been waxing nostalgic about our kitties ... with new comments on old Flickr photos, so I gave her an update on the clan. You can read it, following the pictures.

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1 comment 1 view	1-2003 Reggie on Amy 1.JPG Amyanda says: lol i love my pansy!!! Added 62 seconds ago
1 comment 1 view	5-27-2000 Amy & Mack.JPG Amyanda says: my Mack!!! Added 3 minutes ago
1 comment 1 view	Mack 12-28-99.jpg Amyanda says: such a baby face! i miss my Mack :( Added 4 minutes ago
1 comment 5 views	Amy + Spare Cat 10-15-1994.jpg Amyanda says: Man i loved that cat :( Added 5 minutes ago So today is an amazing kitty day. This morning, Mack was running around jumping on Reggie and Lucky, and they were hissing and Reggie was running and growling! Later, I heard another scuffle going on -- complete with snarling and hissing and growling -- and it was LUCKY who was trying to get at Reggie, who was sandwiched between the wall (!) and the snake cage (!). I chased Lucky away, and Reggie went running. Lucky's tail was all puffed out and he was very agitated. Not sure what's up with them.... Except that yesterday we came home with all kinds of produce from Springdale farm, a few groceries from the store, and some stuff from Walgreen's, in addition to our work briefcases ... so I was the last one in the house when your dad was coming back out to get more groceries, when he said to me, "don't scream." (Picture the eyebrow elevating skeptically ... what would make me scream?) There, in the middle of the floor, in front of the kitchen sink, is a tiny grey mouse, laying on its side, legs straight out from its body, eyes closed. No screaming. They must have played it to death. No wounds. Heart probably gave out. Poor thing. Maybe they're mad at Reggie because he is the one that ruined their toy? Maybe he hogged it? Maybe it has nothing to do with the mouse. right now, they're each in their own spaces, curled up, but alert. Strange goings on in the McCarragher pride.

Personalities

For years, my children have been teasing me that "my cat" is stupid. They're not trying to be mean ... Lucky really is "special" in ways we are not entirely proud of. He's the one in the center of the above picture -- and I have to admit that his blank stare is quite characteristic. He doesn't catch on quickly, he seems bewildered more often than not, and he's a bit slow, both mentally and physically.

Mack, on the left, looks to me as if he's saying, "What do you want NOW? I'm busy."

And Reggie, on the right, always seems to be posing. He knows he's good looking. See how he's flirting with you?

A minute later, Mack is back to observing the out-of-doors, Lucky is wondering what it was he was thinking of doing a second ago, and Reggie is checking out the spot on Lucky's back that regularly gets rumpled when Reg gets frisky. Ahem.