We have two cats. Andy likes to say that I have two cats and he has no cats. This is not true because we SHARE the Bungalow, Andrew. Hence we SHARE the cats. Plus, Bella likes you the best anyways.
Both of the cats are shelter cats. I adopted Bella just over 3 years ago. She is now 4. I adopted Abby shortly thereafter to keep Bella company while I was at work. She is 3.
This is Bella (aka. Smella, Smells, Belly Fat, Hells Bells):
She's fat. Really fat. I try really hard to keep her out of Abby's food, but she's just so hungry all the time. She likes all people food, except for vegetables. She doesn't like those at all.
Her favorite activities include: making bizarre noises constantly that I have never heard come from a cat, eating, acting like a dog, eating, rubbing on Andy's face (she likes the way his beard feels, I think), eating, airing her stomach out on the tile in the bathroom as seen above, eating, and trying to be up in your business as much as possible.
This is Abby (aka: Crabby Abby, Crabbycat, Baby Cat):
She's usually crabby, although she's gotten better in the past few months.
Her favorite activities include: snuggling up on my legs when I have them propped up, hunting and killing all bugs in the house (this is one of the perks of having a cat), chirping at the birds and squirrels outside, sleeping on the ottoman, finding the best sunny spots to lay in, picking fights with Bella, cat yoga (she can really stretch herself into some weird positions), and being crabby to anyone who isn't me or Andy (sometimes).
I call them "los chats" or "los petite chats" or "harps" (autocorrect on my phone changed "gatos" to "harps" once and it stuck). They are cuddly little things with a whole lot of personality and attitude, which I have heard is rare for cats. I don't know. These are the only cats I've ever had.
They always keep me company when I'm down for the count with a migraine.
Abby is appalled at Bella's display of fat.
Being adorable and such.
So now you've been properly introduced.