Identity crises.

I've noticed the personalities of my pets has changed a little lately. 

Stella likes to eat cat food, and the cats like to eat dog food.  When Stella does a poo, Tickles will bury it for her.  When the cats play fight, Stella tells them all off.  They're a pretty tightknit bunch now.

This morning I was in the shower, and had the bathroom radio on.  A good tune came on, and I was quite happily singing.  The door swung open, and Titch sat in the doorway glaring.  Normally, if I'm in the bathroom, Titch is in the bathroom.  He's worse than a toddler.  This morning, though, he was not impressed by the level of noise.

Me: Ello Titch

Titch: I'm not coming in til you stop that noise.

Me: Shut the door Titch, it's letting the heat out.

At this point the door shut in his face and with the best Garfield glare he could muster, he pushed the door open again, and sat with one paw holding the door open.  Tickles shot in.  Tickles now thinks he's a hamster, and had a field day with the cardboard inner from the toilet roll.  Titch let the door shut and stalked off, muttering.  He's no longer a morning cat.

 Midnight thinks she's a Ninja, and will quite happily lie down in dark places, waiting.....just waiting....  I think she may have found the insurance policy and got her name on it as beneficiary.  Her favourite place to lie when it's dark, knowing how I generally walk around in the dark is.....the top of the stairs.  Hmmmm...

Summer thinks she's a dog.  A Boxer.  She will quite happily punch anything in the face, or on the leg, or on the back...anywhere she can reach really.  No reason for it, it's purely because she can.

TC thinks he's a girl.  He makes a beeline for any reflective surfaces, shoving anything that happens to get in the way onto the floor.  I have a coat over the mirror on my dressing table.  It's not cold, it just stops the vainest cat in the whole wide world from gawping at himself as he empties the stuff onto the floor.

Stella thinks she's a cat now.  Every time we go out, she's off chasing birds.  And ignoring the dogs.

And Tatwo.....is still a nutter.