Honeymoon

Last night I had to separate the felines due to mortal combat. I put them in adjacent rooms, separated by double 'doors' that are actually 2 tall pairs of shutters held together with hinges. The doors are okay for privacy if you are having a dinner party and need to change your gown whilst guests sip champagne in the next room. But they are pretty useless for sequestering cats.

The rest of the night was a symphony of rattling shutter-doors, and a low, persistent growling (Lola), that sounded kind of like a hummingbird hovering somewhere nearby.

I would have just thrown them in a room together and let them duke it out if it weren't for the pregnancy factor. I don't know how delicate Lola's condition is, but I'd prefer not to risk it. Plus, the nature of their fighting is just too intense to listen to while trying to fall asleep.

That had to be the shortest honeymoon ever. And now there are children on the way.