No doubt about it, it's a true binding love, this relationship between Ms. Kim and that short, fat, cantankerous, stubborn, vengeful, jeyl/hyded personality that has climbed on to Kim, letting her know that she has been in bed way too late this morning, and "I want some breakfast and some qality time".They are, indeed, the two amigos and I can attest that when Kim is gone, that fat furball we call Hannah, is a lonesome creature who takes to sitting on the steps that lead to the loft, eye level with the door to the house, doing her Kim-vigil. The only events that can draw her from her position are the sounds of cat food being poured in the bowl or the bathroom trip to the basement and the catboxes.
Kim's job is to feed her and her "Homer" brother Harley -- my job is to clean up what exits. Hannah (and I am convinced she does this on purpose) has taken to leaving her scat on the floor just outside the cat box in some sort of cat rebellious statement as if to say: "Okay, you've got me imprisoned in this damn house, all I get is the same crap to eat every day, and most of the time you make me beg for it, so I am returning that crap and I am leaving it out here so you get the message."
The two amigos are something to see! Hannah follows Kim to the dining room table to sprawl out on the pages of the newspaper she is trying to read and then finally compromises by lying just off the paper but within touching distance of her amigo.
Ever since Hannah was a kitten she loved to get as close to an electric bulb as possible, so when Kim is applying makeup at the mirror in the bathroom that has the dressing room type smaller light bulbs encircling it, Hannah is right there, spread out under the lights in front of Kim.
The Two Amigos!
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