We've had Simon and Fisher for just over a month now and even though neither Nathan or I would ever describe ourselves as "cat people," we both have to say that we can't imagine how we ever got along without our boys. Yes, they like to pounce on you right when you're about to fall asleep and yes, it's now unsafe to leave anything in a cardboard box, but they bring us so much -joy. There's nothing more entertaining than to watch a 2 month-old kitten pretend he's a monkey and hang upside down from your desk chair, and nothing more peaceful than to read your scriptures at night with the two of them sleeping on the back of the couch, purring their happiness. These are our babies!
The whole litter at six weeks. We were originally only going to get Fisher (the tan one, second from the left), but when we went to visit, we realized that we couldn't leave Simon to be the only one left behind.
This was right after they figured out that they're big enough to climb onto the window sill. Simon's in a constant state of wanting to attack something...he thinks he's so stealth...his brother actually IS.
Simon on his new throne in mom's room.
Fisher giving himself a bath, propped up against my neck. He's the kind of guy who only likes to be snuggly when it's his idea. And then, you'd better drop everything and give him your undivided attention...or else.
The brothers, napping peacefully on a sleepy afternoon.