Miss Poe is running the household. That didn't take long, did it?
I came downstairs to the happy sound of #4 playing with his kitten. The two of them play together all the time - Poe likes to wrestle, #4 likes to wrestle, it's a match made in heaven. Or somewhere.
After Poe finished wrestling, she sat up, groomed her little paw, and then curled her tail right in front of #4. She purred, and looked just so adorable. #4 bent down to give her a cuddle, and she sprang. She jumped up, grabbed him behind his ears with her front paws and wrapped her hind legs around his neck. Suddenly, we were doing the low-budget version of 'Alien' in my living room, complete with muffled screams.
Ok, so none of his colleagues came running to his rescue. We were all laughing too hard to be useful in any way. Seeing #4 stumble around the house trying to pry a face-leech off while mumbling loudly was just too much! Poe even managed to hang on when he began jumping up and down. Poe's a tough little girl. #4 just may be getting ready to discover what 'karma' means.
When Poe ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.
Yowie! 
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