Or…my first catblogging post.
We got them a few weeks ago, but I’m finally getting around to putting up some of the pictures we’ve taken. They are brother and sister, adopted from one of Jake’s co-workers. They weren’t terribly happy to be here at first, having been taken from their home and mother (though apparently the mother wasn’t too upset by the ordeal) but they seem to have come to at leas tolerate our presence and allow some petting now and then. Right now they’re about three months old.
Bunny is the boy, so named because Jake has long joked that he wanted a bunny as a pet. I guess this is sort of a compromise, and it makes for a good joke every time we tell someone new. He’s much braver than his sister, and is fond of pulling his head just above the edge of the couch or coffee table as if to say, “what’s going on up here?” He also likes to crawl under the dining room chairs on his back and struggle to bring his paws together under the bars of the chair. I’m not doing this bit justice, but I’ve yet to get it on camera. I’ve also been trying to capture the manic tail chasing on camera, but that’s difficult as well.
Walter is much more reserved, though she’s become much braver in the past week or so. I’ve had a harder time capturing her on film since she’s tended to run in the opposite direction when we have approached. We generally keep them out of the rooms upstairs, but I woke up to find them in the bedroom last Thursday since the door had been left open a bit. Walter darted under the bed when I tried to encourage her to leave and it took some serious conniving to entice her out.
Despite a few minor adjustments, like learning to keep the doors to the bedrooms closed, we’ve adjusted to them pretty well. Even if they did something bad, it’s hard to be mad at cuteness like this: