So we have two cats in our household, Marley (my cat) and Ollie (Kris's cat). Sometimes they get along, sometimes they try to punch each other in the face, sometimes they try to eat the other's food, and sometimes...just sometimes...a miracle happens and they become what I like to call "Tuna Friends".
This happens maybe once a month when one of us is making something with tuna, and we give a little to the cats. Suddenly, all of their past conflicts are set aside and both cats are completely ok with being right next to each other because there's TUNA. The tuna allows them to be friends for the scant few minutes it takes to eat it. Their faces can touch. Their whiskers intermingle. There are no claws involved. Ahhh, to be tuna friends!
After that it goes back to the usual semi-growling and half-hearted chasing. Oh cats.
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