ZULU: All right Amarula, it’s time you accepted that I get to share the backyard with you. There is more than enough space for everyone to have a good time. Now let’s prove to mom that we are mature and can act like adults by hanging out without a fight.
ZULU: It’s only fair that I get to enjoy lying in the grass and smelling the fresh summer air too!
ZULU: Now look how well we’re doing!
ZULU: Isn’t this fun!??
ZULU: You’re awfully quiet over there Amarula. What ‘cha doing?
ZULU: Oh, that’s good. You’re just washing up.
AMARULA: Yep. Just want to make sure that my claws are nice and clean and in working order.
ZULU: What do you mean working order? You seem awfully close Amarula!
AMARULA: Now, Listen carefully. Here’s the deal. You must stay at least an arm’s length away from me if you don’t want to get up close and personal with my claws.
AMARULA: You know what, make that two arm’s lengths away! Nope, still not far enough. I’m gonna push on you with all my might and that’s as close as you are ever allowed to get!
AMARULA: Just a little farther…
AMARULA: Ah oh! The human is watching us. She is yelling something about how I must be nice to you! You don’t need to hear that nonsense!
ZULU: I’m out of here! You just can’t play maturely Amarula!
AMARULA: Alone at last!
4 thoughts on “A Lesson In Personal Space”
Amarula, you could try to be nice to sweet Zulu. Never mind, I forgot you are a tortie, they don’t play nice 🙂
Zulu: I am sweet aren’t I!!
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AMARULA:I photograph well!