My bipolar Tervuren separated last night and her happy side came out to spend some quality time with me on the bed. Turns out she gets locked in the attic at night.
Nasty Ceilidh saw her and flew out from behind the bed with a blood-curling snarl, attacking her with fur flying, forcing her back into the attic.
Oh how I wanted nasty Cei to die, leaving nothing but peace, but I knew that wasn't possible. I couldn't have one without the other, they are forever entwined in the same body.