But we dicovered that we loveLOVE LOVE Johnson! He loves us too. He's our "Manny" and to this day we follow him all over. That's his back fur on the bottom half of the next pic. He spent hours with us in our sequestering room.
CC: Well, all good things come to and end and one day we were corralled (still NO TOUCHING!) into a ptu and to the v-e-t. There they did unspeakable things to us, like TOUCH our furs and take our nuts!
Mommy: CC had an undescended testicle and he came back from the vet with a 2" incision on his tiny tummy. We felt so bad for him! The twins now had the run of the house and access to a small auxilliary outside area (the "little out") where the litterboxes are.
Scout: And I escaped! I squeezed and squeezed and got out through a 2" crack in the little out! I was free! I ran and hid in the neighbor's bushes and savored my freedom. Then I got hungry.
Mommy: We were distraught. The little guy was gone all day, then later that night we heard him crying in the bushes. Because of the "NO TOUCHING" rule we had to be clever, and I patiently lured him closer with deli ham (always a winner!) and finally into the little out, which Daddy had made escape-proof .
Boys: So here we are with Rupert, out and about and Skitty-Kitties whenever the Man or Woman comes near. If they can catch us unaware we love a petting, Scouty even drools. (I do Not!)
Tomorrow: The TOUCHING begins!