Me and my GD bleeding heart. I just can’t leave well enough alone. Yes, we’re back on the topic of cats.

And yes, I just had to go back and get Eros’ brother. One – I couldn’t bear the thought that this little guy wasn’t going to make it if I left him and Two – I felt like an ass when I realized he was left all by his lonesome and didn’t have his beloved brother with him.

Now my days have revolved around trying to give Eros enough love and attention while trying to tame the hell out of his unruly brother. Who The BF and I decided shall be named Johnny Barnes, Johnny B, for short.

It’s pretty perfect considering he seems like the antithesis of love — any chance he gets he his hissing and swatting, yet like any bully or seemingly hard hearted person, underneath is this scared, vulnerable teeny creature.

I see these moments when I catch him snuggling up to Eros, or crying out anytime he is out of his sight. At first I thought he was the dominant kitty ruler, but now I see he’s the one who really needs the love and comfort.

By no means was I planning on two cats. It’s a lot to go from one animal to three. Don’t worry, I’m cutting myself off. No more! I think I’ve done my part.

Or, at least, I’m trying.