These two may look exactly the same, but they're siblings, rescued by us when our daughter found them at 3 weeks old; bottle feedings and the whole enchilada. The pix are from Memorial Day, when it was so hot everyone in the house could do nothing but lay around.
This is Leo, our emotional basketcase--very needy, very moody, and so scared of thunderstorms that the mere threat of rain is enough to send him running into the house to hide under our bed. He's a better mouser than his sister, which is to say, not much of one:
And this is our little miracle, Lucy, who jumped out of our car about a mile from home and got hopelessly lost. We combed the area for weeks, calling, putting up flyers, cycling over and over the same terrain. One morning, after missing for a month, she appeared merping up a storm, and jumped into my arms. She's an adorable cat, who likes to get up on her hind legs and put her front paws in the air to beg or say high. Here she is in her favorite position:
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