BrieBrie and Phaedra have settled in and are doing incredibly well. BrieBrie has got her full Maine Coon on and has blossomed into a furrball. Phaedra is a cuddle cat: she has started sitting on my lap and purring. The little scaredy-cat has turned out to be pretty brave.
My parents were down for Thanksgiving and stayed in my room. This was the first time the kitties had to deal with people other than me staying in my room. Mom came in and they immediately loved all over her legs, purred against her, and were just so happy to be petted. They weren’t sure what to do when Ed came in. They did come out for him eventually. The kitties even slept on the bed with my parents.
Phaedra and BrieBrie have come so far from when I brought them home at the end of March. Every time I open the door, the kitties come running and greet me. They sleep with me every night. When I’m downstairs, I can hear them galloping upstairs like a heard of miniature elephants. Some nights, like tonight, they are quiet.
To show how much they have changed, here are some comparison pictures. Here is a picture of when I first met BrieBrie at Cat Angels.
Here is BrieBrie over the weekend, with her long haired heritage showing. She’s such a lovely cat.
And Phaedra, hiding under the chair at Cat Angels, on the same visit when I first met her. She was so scared, poor thing.
She is now an aggressive cuddle cat. She’s hysterical when she plays. The laser light is her friend and she goes after it with a frantic passion.
And finally, BrieBrie and Phaedra in the early morning curled up with me. This is probably one of my favorite pictures of them.