boys broke out of the dining room four times. Ate a bag of bread. Went nuts.
I gave up and let them in the lounge. His Lordship and I were planning that anyway, and wanted to do together but they were seriously going off their tiny little shits. And then even further in the lounge which is full of cat things. Cerys was sacked out in His Lordship’s office, so no conflicts there, although one of the breakouts they did rampage into that room and Cerys basically sat there and watched them (no hissies, relaxed body language, chill AF after I rounded them up).
anway today so far they’ve ripped my original Futurama poster, murdered a loaf of sourdough, tipped over a bottle of soy sauce, ripped a curtain sheer, eaten their own body weight in freeze dried chicken hearts and max also accidentally shoved his balls in sam’s mouth (it’s a whole thing I can explain if you want) but yeah. They passed out, dead asleep and we’ve got a hopeful view for the introductions this weekend.
what is there to forgive? being babies? Being silly ginger babies? Pah!
Btw, we found out at the vet they’re SIX months old, not three. So Sammy’s gonna be a small boi, even losing his balls that late (they were neutered a week before we met them for the first time).
Hilariously the vet that neutered them does it differently to the vet we usually see. They scooped 'em out but left the sacs. So they have tiny empty pom poms still there. And Sammy makes sure you see them. All the time. 24/7/ 365 it’s sammy ballvision.
boys broke out of the dining room four times. Ate a bag of bread. Went nuts.
I gave up and let them in the lounge. His Lordship and I were planning that anyway, and wanted to do together but they were seriously going off their tiny little shits. And then even further in the lounge which is full of cat things. Cerys was sacked out in His Lordship’s office, so no conflicts there, although one of the breakouts they did rampage into that room and Cerys basically sat there and watched them (no hissies, relaxed body language, chill AF after I rounded them up).
anway today so far they’ve ripped my original Futurama poster, murdered a loaf of sourdough, tipped over a bottle of soy sauce, ripped a curtain sheer, eaten their own body weight in freeze dried chicken hearts and max also accidentally shoved his balls in sam’s mouth (it’s a whole thing I can explain if you want) but yeah. They passed out, dead asleep and we’ve got a hopeful view for the introductions this weekend.
Ginger twins. On purpose. Does this count as a self-inflicted wound?
Misha and punkin.
We knew what we were signing up for.
Riiiiiiggghhhht. I hear you.
I do not know how to take that
With the very best wishes for family harmony - including Cerys who does seem to be coping rather well with the incursion of the Barbarians.
Photos NOW.
'k :::
They are innocent. No crimes
How can you not forgive these babies? 😻
what is there to forgive? being babies? Being silly ginger babies? Pah!
Btw, we found out at the vet they’re SIX months old, not three. So Sammy’s gonna be a small boi, even losing his balls that late (they were neutered a week before we met them for the first time).
Hilariously the vet that neutered them does it differently to the vet we usually see. They scooped 'em out but left the sacs. So they have tiny empty pom poms still there. And Sammy makes sure you see them. All the time. 24/7/ 365 it’s sammy ballvision.
I assisted the vet with a few dog neuterings where they left the sack. It went down after a month or so.
Oh, I love them. They’re perfect!
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Good looking kitties.