We're Back in Business

Life is good at Chez Pettibone! The kids are nearing 9 lbs, as are their personalities.

Even though it seems impossible, because she's always been a dear, Agnes is sweeter than before. Mornings, in particular, she's chirpy, flirty (lots of wavy, curly tail) and asks to be picked up. She'll tap at the back of your legs and then look up at you, and put her paws further up, as if to say, 'pick me up'. She purrs readily.



Henry is quite the lap cat and continues to plop himself down where he pleases and then purrs like a maniac. He's still challenging me for supremacy over the kitchen counter, but he's responding more to be told to 'get down', so I don't have to pluck him off as often. He's the one in bed when we hit the sheets and he runs in to wake me up when Ian rousts me out of bed to get ready for work.



Despite the strength of their individual personalities, they continue to do things in unison, like a drill team. They'll walk side-by-side and there seems to be an official Pettibone bath time because they can be found bathing at the same time, the licks almost timed perfectly together. It's ridiculous and hilarious.