Five days ago, we welcomed two little bundles of furry chaos to our household. If you're keeping track, that brings us to an even four; two girls, two boys.
We wanted to get another boy cat after having to put Apollo down in January. I've always read males tend to be more loving and good-natured than females. It made sense to me because my girls have always been slightly more standoffish. Apollo would happily snuggle and enjoyed being carried around. The girls don't like to be picked up and accept love on their terms. They are lovely cats, but they have boundaries. Apollo had no boundaries.
My husband and I started talking about getting another cat. We were concerned about how the girls would react and decided we should get two kittens. If they were shunned by the girls, the kittens would at least have each other.
This has turned out to be a wise decision. As expected, the girls are not entirely pleased with the new living arrangements. Molly is tolerating it better than Emma, but the boys are sweet and I'm confident the noses currently bent out of shape will straighten over the next couple of weeks.
On the right is Jack, named after Jack Bauer on 24. He is about 3 months old with fairly common tabby coloring, but more gray than brown. On the left is Ralphie, named after the little boy in The Christmas Story. About 2 months old, Ralphie has beautiful black spots on his sides that make me think of a wild cat.
Adopted from Pet Helpers, in Charleston County.
