Enchanting Cats

The cat is always meaner on the other side.

This is not a joke it is just my life. On the left, Shisa, taken from the mean streets a year and a half ago. On the right, Sephiroth, bottle fed as a bitty kitty and living with us like a well kept princess for the last six years and a half years. These cats can’t stand each other but I love them both, so they always have to be in separate areas of the house. They growl and hiss at each other through a glass door to show how tough they are. I wish I could solve their differences so that they could simply stand to be in the same room together, but it will probably never be so.