AAAH @laqueus your card arrived today! Thank you! 🥰🥰🥰
I totally squeed when I opened it. It’s so full of kittehs I could cry 😭
Thank you for all the stickers! I see something new every time I look 😸
I have a sticker I meant to include in your card, but I realized I forgot after I put it in the mail 🙈 Here it is with Benny…
I’ll have to remember it next time 😅 Hope you had a lovely holiday, and Happy Almost New Year! ❤️🎉
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things my cats do, in no particular order (not exhaustive)
grab my hand (softly, no claws) and bring it down (smoosh) on head for forced petting
make biscuits on one (1) blanket (Esben, it is "his" blanket)
steal favorite blanket off the bed and drag it into the bathroom if someone else has used it too much (Esben)
yell (MROWEEUEOOWMRREOOO?!) for any and all reasons (Artham)
cry at the door if I am in the bathroom too long
attempt to force open the closet if I am in the bathroom too long because of a steadfast belief that the closet enters the bathroom somehow (Esben)
hop onto my back and stretch himself across my shoulders like a scarf and fall asleep there (Artham)
decide the most optimal way to traverse the bed is to walk across the back frame, which consists of an inch-wide metal rung he cannot balance on and therefore he walks across it on three legs while the forth leg supports him from the mattress, and you will not convince him that he is not able to balance all the way without thus cheating (Artham)
bite brother if brother is being annoying
cry for brother if brother is too far away
sit like gentlemen to wait for dinner to be given
bite anything and everything that might fit in his mouth (Esben. I have replaced my laptop cord three times, preventative measures only go so far when you are thirteen lbs of determination and incisors)
roll over for belly scratches (Esben)
get the zoomies and scream like a banshee and ping around the home like a pinball (Artham) or smack straight into everything like a psychotic bulldozer (Esben)
come and cry at me if the litterbox in the bathroom needs to be cleaned out (Esben - the other litterbox is fine no matter how dirty apparently)
roll under the littermat and get himself all dusty and then look at me with Absolute Pride (Artham)
need to sleep under the blankets with me at night (both, they take turns but get mad when the other one beats them to it and refuse to share or sleep on either side of me - the loser sulks on the next best available sleeping space)
sleep in the window and when a neighbor walks by yell at them for attention
if one is in the window and the other is not when a neighbor walks by, the other brother will jump into the window (this results in cries of delight from said-neighbors when a second identical cat joins the first)
eat plastic bags (ILLEGAL, ARTHAM, NO)
sulk when I take away plastic bags because I value his continued existence (Artham)
come running when I turn on the kitchen sink because he loves to watch me wash the dishes (Esben)
sleep on the stove after the oven has been on because of the heat (Artham - I am very careful nothing is too hot, and He Is Not Allowed after the stove itself has been used, I just gave up on keeping him off indefinitely)
chase thrown toys down the hall, jump over them, and then run away from them (Esben)
eat tape (ESBEN STOP)
drop toys in the water bowls. repeatedly. (???)
get mad At Each Other if I am hanging out on my bed during the daytime because that is Cat Nap Space
jump up and run to the other side of the apartment so it doesn't look like he was cuddling his brother when I come home (Artham - the spot next to Esben is warm, he isn't fooling anyone)
eat books (Esben, I swear...)
play with his dozen chew toys and THEN eat books (Esben)
desire to be held in one hand at my hip, like a football (Artham)
watch brightly colored and/or animated movies with me (Artham)
watch serious and/or action thriller movies with me (Esben)
get upset if I am watching a movie with headphones
remain convinced the black cat plush pillow I have is an untrustworthy third brother and requires supervision
hang mostly upside down from a perch, my bed, a scratching post, etc. and yell happily at his toes (Artham)
become aware that he is not currently being petted and cuddled in bed and have no idea how to remedy this tragic situation other than to cry pitifully about it until I go get him (Esben)
be basically incorrigible alien goblins all day every day and I adore them so much, black cats are the best, adopted cats are life, I have lost half my sanity in managing them and would not give them up for anything under the sun.
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