All sorts of traumatic events happening today. I’ve been yelling “no!” a lot when they’ve chewed on cords (I need a spray bottle, I know), I used the vacuum cleaner and sent them flying, and then their first bath had them mewling pathetically. They’re pooped now. This is still not a cat photo blog. I swear. Project 365
[for June 19] I’m sorry, I swear this isn’t going to become a cat-picture blog. Really. I promise. Okay, if it gets to that point, I’ll just create their own blog. Project 365
I’ve gone back and forth on the genders, but Phil seems to think the orange cat is a boy (the original assumption), and because he worked at a vet clinic for more than a year, I’m going with his word. So, they’re here, and they’re napping now. At first when I let them out of the carrier, they cowered on the bottom shelf of the bookshelf, behind some knick-knacks. It wasn’t until I fed them…
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