Fur Babies

Since today is a dull and gray Monday, I decided to share some more pictures of our beasties.  The photo to the left shows Tugby and Chester perched in our dining room window.  They were fascinated by the squirrels in the backyard, but turned to see what I was up to.  We have bow windows in both our living and dining rooms, and the cats both love to spend time checking out the action.  

The living room window provides a street view.  When we first brought Chester home the people across the street were renovating, and he was fascinated by all the workmen.   The minute all the renovations went inside and the workers disappeared, Chester stopped sitting in that window.  I wonder if Chester is a reincarnated geeky red-headed engineer with a pocket protector, who died while supervising a building site. 


Here are a couple of pictures of Chester in our basement.  I don't know why he likes to sit on newspapers and such, but even if there is nothing else around, he will perch himself  as you can see in these photos.  He seems to be getting a lot more lively lately.  Still no change in his digestive issue, but he does have more energy and is playing with Tugby more and grooming himself.  I'm hoping this is a sign of ongoing improvement and that these pills will eventually make a difference in his quality of life.
Here is a picture of Tugby by himself.  I didn't realize how difficult it is to take pictures of a totally black cat, until I tried.  He seems to need to be directly under a light source before he shows up clearly.  He is such a gentle soul, the minute we pick him up he goes limp and cuddles.  Of course, if he has another agenda he mysteriously shifts all his weight to the body part which is the lowest, and just sinks out of our arms.  His fur is like silk, and when you're holding him, it's hard not to keep running your hands over his body.  He loves to cuddle into an arm and tuck his head into your armpit. 

Here are photos of our two boys playing together.  Its hard to get them into the same picture, as they scoot and scramble all over the house and by the time I've focused the camera, they're out of the frame.  They particularly love to play with a fuzzy ball that makes a crinkly noise when they pick it up in their mouth.  Unfortunately, the action is so fast I haven't capture more than a blur yet, but I'll keep trying.  Tugby also loves to chase plastic springs.  Chester retrieves the fuzzy balls if you throw them for him, and Tugby will bring us his springs. 
I'm so glad that we decided to get two cats.  We've always had only one cat at a time, and they seem to be such good company for each other, and us.  I still hope to add a dog of our own to the family, but in the meantime we enjoy our grandpuppy.

It was a crazy weekend and I didn't get much time to read.  I'm still working on the "The Next Ex", "Late Eclipses" and "The Girl who was Kidnapped Twice".  I'll keep you posted.