Cricket and Katie sharing the sun
Cricket is my tiny love muffin and all around demon child. He is just 2 years old and is a tough, macho kitty when he is safely behind the window, but is a coward in real life.
One day, when left alone for too long, he got into the pantry and ripped open a box of triscuits. When I got home there were neat little fang marks in each one of seemingly millions of crackers scattered over the living room floor. I cleaned them all up, but when I got home from work the next day, he had rescued most of them from the trash can. A week later, I was still finding triscuits he had stashed in other places.
Katy-Did is a sweet tempered girl I got at the Vallejo-Bencia Animal Shelter after I moved to the area. She still prefers to hide under or in the couch whenever a person comes over, but when we are alone, she loves to be petted and brushed.
Tasha is the Princess kitty of our home. She only likes Boris and lives in her own little world. When I first met Ian, Tasha was living almost entirely on top of the VCR. She has now progressed to spending time on top of the computer too.
And then there is Boris, or Mr. B.
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