Tookie vs. Tippi

There’s a new sheriff in town.  She’s a kitten named Tippi (temporarily).  That’s right.  We got another cat.  JDub’s aunt and uncle were driving along the treacherous back  roads of gritty Colorado Springs and heard meowing.  There was Tippi, trapped under the hood.

As the story goes, they think Tippi had a brother.  Apparently, in addition to Tippi, there were several other cat parts including a kitten penis and balls.  It’s sad, but I never had the chance to know him, so I don’t feel all that bad unless I think about it.

So, JDubs and I adopted a new pet.  She’s black and white and runs all over.She’s playful and adds a little more life to the house.  There’s just one problem.  In all her antics and misbehavin’, she tends to take what she wants and keep what she kills.   Tookie, our preexisting feline friend, hates Tippi.

Tookie’s not good at sharing.  He always has her backed into a corner so he can pee in her food dish.  Tookie has turned from a lovable old scalawag into a bitter old coot.  Because of his bad attitude, we started calling him Grandpa.  My God, does he hate that.  He gets extra bitey when he hears “Get Tippi’s head out of your mouth, Grandpa!”

It’s been two weeks since our acquisition and, hopefully, Tookie’s cat-titude turns around soon.  Otherwise, we might have to get rid of Tippi the same as her brother by turning her into car parts.  Let’s hope not.

Tookie is not happy

Tippi is an African name. It means "short for tall cat"