We have two black and white cats, both with a sense of humor. Our oldest is Jake and we had him for a year before we got his little sister, Molly. (Not Really related! ) I got them both some cute matching outfits...Jake knew me longer, so I guess he trusted me more. He let me put a "Big Brother" sweater on him, then I turned to Molly. After chasing her around the house a few times, I got her in a headlock and Tried to calm her down a little. A few treats and semi-snuggles later, I ATTEMPTED to put her "Little Sister" sweater on. When I finally decided I didn't want to get blood stains from all my scratches on her new, nice clothes, I put her down near her brother. She arched her back, hissed and growled...and smacked Jake right across the face!! 1) She didn't recognize him until we took his blue sweater off. And 2) She was furious with him for not coming and saving her from those mean humans!! We never played dress-up ever again!! So sad...
So cute. When I had kittens on the farm I would dress them up in my doll clothes including hats. They just laid there because they couldn't move and I would push them around in my doll buggy outside.