I heard some growling just now, so I put KK in time-out (in the bathroom, door closed). I keep hoping KK will settle down, that Banshee will teach him some manners, and they'll get along like good buddies.
But I'm losing hope. KK is just a little demon, and there's nowhere Banshee can go to get away from him. KK has figured out where Banshee hides, and he can now also get up on the windowsills.
The only peace Banshee has is when KK sleeps.
I haven't been able to find my squirt bottle for several days, and I'm pretty sure KK has hidden it. It didn't do a whole lot of good, but beating the stuff out of him is not the proper way to train a pet. Although I'm sorely tempted sometimes.
Mama is pregnant again, and I've been offered a trade when she whelps, but...I dunno. I'm kind of attached to the little monster in spite of everything. He's going to be a gorgeous specimen of Siamese royalty. If Banshee lets him live.
OK, that's it. Goodnight.