When Whiskers Clashed

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Even our beloved furballs have their spats — claws fly, silence reigns. But sometimes, all it takes is a little love to melt the frost, whether for cats or humans. 💛

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While I was out, the claws had flown,
My two dear cats had claimed their throne—
A hiss, a growl, a morning spat,
No longer friends, just this and that.

I came from work, the air was stiff,
No cuddles, just a grumpy tiff.
They turned their backs, no purring sound,
Their silent war still all around.

I mashed some pumpkin, warm and light,
A peace-offering for their bite.
They sniffed, they ate, their feud was through—
Back to their naps like nothing new.

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