|Is it morning yet?|
|I love posing for the camera.|
Both of our little furry-babies have reached 6 months of age, and their personalities are starting to come through. Mia is settling down and she’s mostly a very well behaved cat, except when she goes through the dawn and dusk crazies. She’s stopped being so destructive around the house but occasionally slips up and tugs at some carpet or other forbidden item. She’s a very sweet natured and sensitive cat and usually,
a stern word is all that is needed to stop her dead in her tracks. She’s also a bit of a boofhead (unwary of dangers). If she was an outdoor cat, I don’t think she’d survive.
|Who’s Charlie Chaplin?|
Angel is smart, funny and very inquisitive. She’s also a very easy cat to live with, save for the kitten crazies, but they’ll eventually both outgrow this. She appears to be more bonded to me than my husband, but occasionally, she’ll switch poles and give me the cold shoulder (usually if I’ve ignored her for too long.) She’s much more vocal than Mia, but her voice is so tiny and high pitch that it often gets unnoticed. Mind you, the other day, she decided to let the neighbourhood know that she disapproved of hubby going back to work. She sat downstairs, by the garage door, and bellowed for several minutes, and boy does her high frequency carry!
|But mum... You know I’m shy!|
|Limp as a ragdoll.|