My girls just don't get along. Saffy tries, but Phoebe is the obvious alpha and has made it crystal clear she wants absolutely nothing to do with the Saffster. This is why I was shocked to find them sharing a space under an end table in the living room. Phoebe nabbed the bed, but she allowed Saffy to lie within inches of her. It all ended in a giant hiss-fest, but it was like world peace for a few minutes.
|Phoebe's holding back. Look at that face.|
|Saffy can hardly believe she gets to share a space with the queen.|
|Phoebe makes sure Saffy knows what's what.|