There is an epic battle of skill and cunning being played out between Brayden and his fur brother, Avery. Brayden moves fast; Avery moves faster. Brayden stealthily hunts Avery; Avery can hear him a mile away. Brayden grows by the day; Avery jumps higher. This picture perfectly captures their duel…
You can just see Brayden willing Avery down with every ounce of his being.
Brayden’s thinking: “Just please, please, PLEASE come down, and let me touch you!”
Avery’s thinking: “Not a chance, little brother. You’re gonna have to work for it.”
The best is when Brayden blazes a trail in pursuit of Avery, and Avery leads him to the gate. Avery lingers just long enough to make Brayden think victory is at hand, and then slips through the bars at the last second, into the safety of the kitchen.
Luckily for Brayden, Avery is a kindhearted fur brother and occasionally lets Brayden pet him. Or maybe he wants to make sure Brayden stays addicted to the feel of soft kitty fur. In any case, it’s always sweet to see the look of pure awe on Brayden’s face when he places a tiny hand on Avery.
It is so wonderful to bear witness to the simple joys of babies.
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