I've had new kittens for about two weeks now, and hOLY HELL are they terrors! My 17 year old cat is beyond mad that I brought these monsters home, and I don't blame her. Blame the husband. We were only supposed to bring one home- Velma. But then my husband fell in love with her sister, so now here we are with both Velma and Hex. Daphne, my older girl, dislikes me right now.
But, they are cute. When she isn't yelling in my face like a banshee, Velma loves to play and run like a wild child. She may be the runt of the litter, but she can hold her own. She's currently asleep on my legs. She fell asleep yesterday with her face in my crotch, so she's an equal opportunist for naps.
Hex is much more a daddy's girl, and loves my husband very much. They really are a good match. Hex sleeps on his mousepad while he plays his games, and is very messy- much like him! She's a much better sleeper though.
Daphne, my big girl, is very much jealous of the attention the littles are getting, so I apologize to her any chance I get. She also gets to sleep in the bed with me, something which the kittens aren't allowed yet because i do NOT trust them for that long of a period alone in this freaking house.
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