Last night while we were eating pizza and watching Suits, the boy kitten joined me on the sofa. His little peets reached out and touched me, which was a banner moment all by itself. His big brother stepped over him to get to the crook of my legs, which is where he likes to be when I'm curled up and eating dinner on the sofa.
Nothing happened. No cat conflagration. Nothing.
Big kitty sat in my crook and occasionally flicked his long tail. Boy kitten, peets still outstretched, occasionally reached out for his tail.
Boy kitten fell asleep with his paws on his brother's tail.
It was wonderful.
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