delicious friends

This morning, the cats wanted out, so I pulled the doorstop out and opened the door. Shelby was whining like she wanted to use the bathroom, so I figured, hey, they've been getting along better, and let her out too. Immediately, she takes off after Squint. They disappear.

I grumpily go toss some clothes on and head to the front door, where Shelby, walking around sniffing, trots merrily back inside. I hear a meow at the back door, and go to let Squint in, being careful not to open it wide enough for Shelby to run back outside.

Squint walks confidently up to Shelby, who licks him on the forehead. He nuzzles into it.

Animals are strange.