Cats Curl Up Together

So dearest one and youngest son brought the male pug home.
He is a sweet little thing.
He is crying for youngest son as I type.
He's been doing that on and off for an hour.
He knows who his master is.
He has the most pathetic little cry.
Poor thing.

I had envisioned a real little buddy for the energizer bunny.
Visions of them curled up together or sitting side by side,
just happy to be together.
I hadn't expected them to curl up on different laps or
in different rooms.
I hadn't expected them to spend an inordinate amount of time
sniffing each other's butts, either.

I was lamenting all this to youngest son last night.
How, in my imagination, I had mistaken pugs for cats.
He got this most devilish grin on his face and said,
"Oh, you had some expectations did you?"
After a slightly stunned oh shit moment
I replied, "Why yes, I did."