Aggie and Madie's Dad repurrts:
I usually let matters move at their own pace with the kitties, but this time I interfered (a bit). Aggie was resting peacefully in solitary splendor on her high perch, beyond (as of yet) the leaping abilities of Miss Madie Mitten Kitten. So I picked Madie up and added her to the homey vignette. Awww, so cutes! Snap, snap, pictures for posterity (and the insatiable maw of "The Blog"!)
Aggie looked a little misty eyed, as if seeing little Madie as "the kitten I'll never have." Feeling particularly motherly in the moment, Aggie proceeded to gently groom M3K as if she were her own flesh and fur.
Milliseconds later, Madie's on her back, using both paws to whack her erstwhile Mama upside the face and head! Aggie's bobbing and weaving, trying to get one last lick in---and failing! Time to terminate the experiment! As Aggie glared at me accusingly, I picked Madie up and put her out of paw's reach. Well ::sigh:: I tried.