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This is Miss Mollie Fantastico (Mollie), a green eyed solid white DSH. She was the first addition to our home and makes sure the others know. She is fearless and has no problem letting me know what is on her mind. She has to be in the middle of whatever I am doing, even showering. Her favorite toy is me and loves to chase my around the apartment playing tag. She definitely has my personality...
This is Minnaloushe (Minna), a yellow eyed grey & white tuxedo DSH. She and her brother (below) were the second addition to our home. Minna is pretty neurotic, but she has managed to find some trust in me. She waits until I'm relaxing and snuggles up to me to get some love. She loves to groom me, which kind of hurts, but it make her really happy. She has her own mama blanket that she loves to knead on and she loves her brother. Her favorite toy is her brother.
This is Mr. Mistoffelees (Mr. M), named because his ears turn inward at the point and sort of look like horns. Mr. M has yellow eyes and appear solid grey, until he rolls on his back and shows his little white spotted belly. He is my little devil and I love him. He is pretty neurotic, but he lives in a house full of women. He has FVR so he has to have lots of appointments to the vet and hates it taking his eye medicine. He has the cutest, girliest meow that lets me know he needs some love. He likes to rub his head under my chin and loves when I give his head lots of little kisses. His favorite toy is the mylar ball, because he has a chewing problem.
Here is a cute one of him trying to wake Mollie up to get groomed:
This is Kilo, named because she is a mini-kitty who barely weighs 5lbs. She was the last edition to our home, when I swore I wouldn't get another kitty. She was severely abused in her previous home, by the humans and another cat so she was brought into the humane society for inappropriate urination (who wouldn't pee all over the house of someone who abused them?). She was the toughest to get to know and pretty much lived in a little space in my closet for about 6 months. I finally earned her trust and now she is always by my side. She is good friends with Mollie, because she taught her how to play. When I sleep Mollie is on one side of me and Kilo is on the other, and the same goes for the couch. She is a completely different cat than the one I adopted, because she is finally allowed to be one.
This is Minnaloushe (Minna), a yellow eyed grey & white tuxedo DSH. She and her brother (below) were the second addition to our home. Minna is pretty neurotic, but she has managed to find some trust in me. She waits until I'm relaxing and snuggles up to me to get some love. She loves to groom me, which kind of hurts, but it make her really happy. She has her own mama blanket that she loves to knead on and she loves her brother. Her favorite toy is her brother.
This is Mr. Mistoffelees (Mr. M), named because his ears turn inward at the point and sort of look like horns. Mr. M has yellow eyes and appear solid grey, until he rolls on his back and shows his little white spotted belly. He is my little devil and I love him. He is pretty neurotic, but he lives in a house full of women. He has FVR so he has to have lots of appointments to the vet and hates it taking his eye medicine. He has the cutest, girliest meow that lets me know he needs some love. He likes to rub his head under my chin and loves when I give his head lots of little kisses. His favorite toy is the mylar ball, because he has a chewing problem.
Here is a cute one of him trying to wake Mollie up to get groomed:
This is Kilo, named because she is a mini-kitty who barely weighs 5lbs. She was the last edition to our home, when I swore I wouldn't get another kitty. She was severely abused in her previous home, by the humans and another cat so she was brought into the humane society for inappropriate urination (who wouldn't pee all over the house of someone who abused them?). She was the toughest to get to know and pretty much lived in a little space in my closet for about 6 months. I finally earned her trust and now she is always by my side. She is good friends with Mollie, because she taught her how to play. When I sleep Mollie is on one side of me and Kilo is on the other, and the same goes for the couch. She is a completely different cat than the one I adopted, because she is finally allowed to be one.
