While we are waiting for the snow to finish melting, maybe now is a good time to tell you about our cats.
We got our two cats, Molly and Walter, last August. They were part of a litter being fostered by our friend Joanna for a local cat shelter.
Here they are playing with one of their favorite toys.
Both cats have distinct personalities. Molly is a bit high strung. She is offended when not shown proper respect.
Walter is more mellow, even a bit goofy. Are there any actual bones in there?
Despite their differences, they get along. Time together is spent wrestling, grooming each other, and co-napping.
That doesn’t mean they aren’t interested in the wider world. Although they often display their interest by lying down on our keyboards, especially when Judy or I are working on some document.
Walter also likes to help with the houseplants, mainly by aerating soil and biting leaves.
They both do like human attention, though not all the time. Or maybe Judy and I are primarily valued by them as heated cushions.
They are both indoor cats. Our last cat was an outdoor cat, and I shudder to think of all the birds and little critters she dispatched. Sometimes I am tempted by the idea of letting Walter and Molly outside on a leash in warmer weather as a form of rabbit deterrence. Though don’t rabbits do most of their eating at night?
Walter and Molly have helped us bear up under the regime of pandemic isolation. We are glad that we decided to make them part of the family.