My cats love each other, they really do. I have to remind myself of this on bad days when they scream and howl and become a whirlwind of flashing claws. Monday night, they had four brawls between sundown and sunrise, evenly spaced so there was little chance of sleep for me. And Wednesday, Fenix was afraid to use the toilet because he was too vulnerable in that position (Cougar would hear him and come running). And today? Well, a picture is worth a thousand words.
I know one day, things will be back to normal. . . days like today are blissful reminders.