Tinker is a foodaholic. She starts the day hungry and ends it the same way. If you can feel a bone on her, good luck. A real cuddly pussycat though. She has some blonde spots scattered through her grey tabby fur. When she was a kitten I thought she'd end up as a cat that only a mother could love. Was I ever wrong! She's as cute and cuddly as any cat I'ver ever owned.
Licorice in one of his favorite positions. Being a Manx, he always selects the wierdest ways to sleep or relax. He lays on his back with his legs sprattled out like a rug turned upside down or on his back just like a bear skin rug. He is so black there isn't a white hair anywhere. He and Tinker are brother and sister. I went for Licorice and couldn't leave his sister behind. They go nuts together so it's a good thing.
Puff in one of her favorite positions. She came to me when she was 3 years old approximately. I had rented a house and the owners felt that since that was the only home she'd ever known, she might try to return to it. They asked me if I would take her since I'd just lost one of my favorite cats to old age. I really didn't want another cat as I wanted to have some time to just do everything on my schedule and not on a cat's. Being the pushover I am, I took her and she is like glue to me now. If you come into 'her' house you better be prepared to justify why. My friends say she is very protective of me. She sleeps with me whenever I sit down so reading becomes problematic.
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