Henry T. Pettibone - Guilty as Charged

Name: Henry T. Pettibone (a.k.a., The Butterscotch Kid)

Statement:
What do you expect? I'm a teenager. I can't help what I do. That's why I am defiantly and repeatedly hopping onto the kitchen counter, opening and crawling into the cupboards, eating my way through a second phone charger cord, and coming back to kill the toilet paper after being gently redirected by my humans.

I also confess that I'm skilled at charming those around me with the powers of my cuteness. I've got a purr that won't stop and with a mug like this, who could resist?

I'm rebel and a lover. Who doesn't love a 'Bad Boy'? I've got them wrapped around my tail.

Nearly Half a Year Under Their Collars

They are, give-or-take a few days, 6 months old. I can't convey how much richer and enjoyable life is with these characters in charge. They are lovers and clowns, children and friends, pillow warmers and alarm clocks, murderers of paper products and USB cables, and beasties of the most respectable nature. I pinch myself and die a little everyday (from cuteness).

Kitties Don't Like Mondays

The kittens did not want us to go to work, this morning. Agnes demanded she be picked up and petted, and Henry was all about curling up on any available lap. He was also trying to use the laptop, but that's another story..

As I was putting on my shoes, both were sitting side-by-side on the coffee table staring at me. It's so hard to leave them, but there is nothing better than coming home to them.