A Tale of Two Kitties

My older cat, Chi-Chi, is quite a lover. She's sweet, our saint cat, allows Reese to "love" (more commonly known as torturing in kitty land, I believe) her, wag her around, etc. Well, St. Chi-Chi has become quite taken with Molly. The others, she tolerates...Molly can play with her irritated flicking tail without repercussions. A love tap here and there, moreso on Mac, Nuala, and Keely than Molly, but even Molly gets a gentle love tap now and then. But for the most part, Chi-Chi is something like Molly's babysitter, body guard, whatever, following her around the house when she's let free to roam. Which the kittens love to do. Roam. Get out of their usual boundaries of the bedroom we keep them in when they can't be under relatively constant supervision. They're just so little, we're scared to let them wander much alone.

Anyway, the point of this post is, Chi-Chi and Molly are cute. Chi-Chi follows Molly around like a shadow when she's loose.
From L to R: Molly, Mac, Nuala, and Keely