Kitties

Jake finally gave in and let me get two kittens. I love cats and have pretty much always had them except when we lived at BYU and could not have them. I kept hearing it was easier to have two because they take out their aggression on each other and are nicer to people. So when we found two that I could not pick between that ended up being sisters, we got them both. They spent the first few days cowering behind the toilet in the basement, but now they are coming around. Pollux (the white one) even tolerates James now, most of the time.














Isn't this how it goes.
You buy a cute kitty bed
and they sleep in it for like a week
and then aren't interested in it at all.


This is Castor:









James picked out their toys,
so of course we went with balls.



This is Pollux:









Please tell me that someone gets their names.
Everyone seems to just give me a stupid look
when I tell them their names.

Jake wanted to name one Tiberious. I said no.