Funny sad story about Motley. We dog-sitted Bannister last weekend. Motley does not like him. Hence her judgmental stares in the guest bedroom. Well the other night we had a thunderstorm and Motley hates hates hates storms. She turns all scaredy cat on us. Bryan and Bannister were in the kitchen and Motley was hanging around Bryan's feet rubbing up against his legs. Then she rubbed up against Bannister like she used to do with Bosco. After rolling on him she realized it wasn't Bosco and lit into him with her claws.
Sadly for Bannister this happened twice. Motley misses her sister. Her cuddle buddy. Her rock.