Noir and me would still rassle, but then other times Noir wouldn't even look at me:
So I had to do what every feline, big and/or small, does to figure things out--
Take a nap.
I drifted off, but got woke up. Who curled by me? Looked and smiled.
Back to my nap.
Tommy being the human, took the picture of:
Yep, Me and my Brother Noir--takin' it easy on Sunday--just as it should be. All is good. .