Compatants

No, I didn't misspell that title. Combatant + Companion = Compatant. Saeed called me into the living room the other day to observe a near miracle. Tippy, though a miracle in her own right, was not what I was brought in to see - it was the three tan boys on the couch:

Obi, on the left, is the smallest male and the oldest. Thinking himself the alpha male, he has to make up for his size with a lot of noise and aggressive posturing to the younger but larger Frosty (middle) and Calvin (right). Typically Frosty just ignores his antics with distain but Obi can really freak out Calvin. One squawk from Obi and Calvin goes running for cover. Fortunately nothing physical ever happens; it's a lot of "bark and no bite" animal communication.

Now, a true miracle would be if there was any touching of tails, but we'll enjoy this arrangement in our own version of the peaceful Garden of Eden.