sunday sillies

While Caturdays are fun to write, the fun never stops with the critters. They’re always doing something. For example…

Labrador Retrievers have floppy ears. And yet, Ruby can strike a pose while resting where her ears will fall back and remain straight. I didn’t sneak up and prop her ear that way, she just seems to be able to lay her head in such a way that the ear will lie like that.

Danï loves to nap next to Ruby and stretch out her forepaws. Here she shows just how many toe beans she has on each fore paw; seven on each paw, two of which make up a “thumb.”

Luke has decided the carrier we use to transport them to the vets is his personal cave. Many is the night I will spot him in “his” carrier, alone and content. Nicholas likes to do the same, and even leaves one of his toys inside to keep him company.

When Danï isn’t busy napping she loves to hold court on the kitchen table, giving out gobs of Ginger attitude. The way she looks I can almost hear her thinking “You looking at me?! I’m the only one here!” in Di Nero’s voice of course.

why adopting more than one cat at the same time can be important

We first heard of little Danï and Zoë through Love Meow. When we sent an inquiry to Dani Giroux of The Runaways Animal Rescue, she advised that they needed to be adopted together. We’d heard similar stories of how some kittens and older cats needed to be  adopted together. We’d even gone so far to adopt Beau and Luke together in 2015, not so much because the boys needed it, but because they were the only two male Gingers out of their litter and no-one at the time would step forward for them.

Big Dani was right. The little ones turned two years old back on St. Patrick’s day, so they’re well past kittenhood. But they are still as tightly bonded as the day we first brought them home as little kittens. They eat together out of the same bowl, they play together, and given a chance, they sleep together, usually every mid-day after their second meal. Most importantly they’re happy and thriving together.

I’ve never known two cats more tightly bonded than these two, not even the two older male Gingers.