The Kittens: 9 Months Later
By Angie & Allie, age 10 months, Massachusetts
Hello! Angie and Allie here. It's been a long time since we've pawed away at the keyboard, so we wanted to let you know what's new. We have grown lots since our last message. We were just tiny babies then, but now we're almost grown up - about 10 months old. Stephanie even lets us watch classic episodes of 90210 with her ... except the ones rated TV14.
Strike a pose! We may look alike, but we have very different personalities.
We've had some cool experiences. Lots of cold white fluffy stuff fell from the sky. One day a giant tree appeared in the living room. Then one morning there were tons of colorfully wrapped packages under the tree so we couldn't chill there as usual. Thankfully, we got to play with the rolled up paper and bows, and we had fun. We like to play with all the ornaments on the tree. I think Stephanie put them there just for us. We also met Uncle Stu and Aunt Lucille who stayed with us for over two weeks. They were very nice, and we're sad they had to go home. They have a cute boy cat, but he had to stay in Florida with the house sitter while they were visiting. Angie was especially bummed.
Christmas is the coolest holiday. Angie (left) playing with a bright red bow. Allie (right) resting on bags of unwrapped presents.
Allie's notes: Lots of other exciting stuff has happened. I learned how to flush the toilet. They say kitties can't flush a toilet 'cause we don't have thumbs, but I figured out how. (You stand on the edge of the seat and press down hard with both front paws.) I'm very proud of this accomplishment. Now if only I can figure out how to make water come out of the shower ... I'm also confused about how to open doors. I know it has something to do with the doorknob. I keep tapping the doorknob with my paw, but it doesn't open. Why does it look so easy when Stephanie does it? I can also jump about five feet in the air to catch toy mice and shoelaces. These are my favoritest toys! I've been nicknamed "ninja kitty" and "psycho kitty" for my awesome skills. And should a bug appear, I'm all over it. What can I say? I love to hunt.
Allie chillin' outside on the back porch (left), and hiding under the couch from all the holiday noise (right).
Angie's thoughts: Although I'm very friendly, I mostly like to lay around the house and be lazy. I do enjoy a good adventure, but I leave the lion's share of leaping and pouncing to my sister. It's so wonderful being a kitty. We have no worries at all. We get food every day and a clean litter box. And carpet? Pretty much the best invention ever! What more could a kitty ask for? Hmm, a warm lap would be perfect right about now ...
Left: Angie lounging on the kitty cube. Right: Surprise attack!
I also love drinking from the faucet. Dish?? Water in a dish is rather ordinary, completely unacceptable for a connoisseur like myself. I prefer my water fresh, bubbling straight from the source. Heck, I'll go thirsty half the day rather than drink from a dish. And I'm a natural paper shredder. Just give me any kind of paper and I'll shred it into tiny pieces for you. Allie, on the other hand, is a big fan of plastic bags. She loves to hide in them and then chase after me. Don't worry, I get her back for it!
Stephanie and Angie enjoying the great outdoors, er, our backyard.
Stephanie spends a great deal of time with us twice a day, once after her lunch and again before bed. We can't visit her in the office while she's working, otherwise she says she gets nothing done. What's her problem with us chewing on electrical cords? C'mon, what could go wrong there?
We're afraid she might forget us, and she did once or twice, so when she comes downstairs we both start meowing like we haven't been fed in a week (even though there's a bowl of food right there), and this reminds her to pay attention to us. It works every time! Allie and I can meow in unison in perfect harmony. We're thinking of starting a sister act.
Allie (left) and Angie all tuckered out from hours of play.
Have any questions for us? Or know any boy cats we can meet? (Uh, cancel the second thought. Stephanie says we're still just kittens, too young to be having kittens of our own. Urrrgh! I guess we'll be locked in our room till we're 30 ... in cat years.)
Feel free to read our past articles, "Help Me Name My Kittens" and "Our New Names", to learn more about us and see our photos from when we were just little kits. :)
Comparison shot: A photo of the first day in our new home (April 22, 2008), in the box we came home in. We were only 33 days old. On the right, us in the same box in late July.
Your BFFs (Best Feline Friends),
Angie and Allie