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, it's more me than them, I suspect...
Cassy: 1) Door dasher extraordinaire! I can rarely catch him when he gets outside. So far, he's been fine and gotten home safely on his own (after I had a sprained ankle last summer, I quit chasing after him. He just seemed inspired to run further and faster when I chased...) It's just very nerve wracking when he gets out. As a nominal 'indoor only' kitty I don't think he's safe outdoors. 2) He's taken to sleeping on my chest/arm when I'm on the computer. When my typos get REALLY bad, it's usually because I'm 'touch' typing one handed while a kitty is nuzzling my face. Charming, but distracting.
Livvy: 1) She seems to evaporate whenever I get the camera out. Not really, but 80+% of the photos in our home are Cassy only because I can't find her usually when the camera's out. Discouraging when I want to show the world what a lovely little girl adorns our home. 2) When I'm unwinding in the evening over my sewing or crochetting, I get a lapful of Livvy. It would be great if she'd settle in, but she seems determined to run up and down my body a half-dozen times before she settles and I usually need to set the sewing aside due to fears of accidently stabbing her. (Now, if she skewers me with her claws, it's a total accident; but heaven forbid: it's a human plot if she gets an owie! Oh boy, does she pout and carry on if her scritchies become scratchies!!! BAD MOMMY!)
Both: occasionally there is 'duelling litter pan digging' contests staged in our bathroom at 3 a.m. Sometimes I wish the fur-kids were equipped with noise suppressors!
P.S. By the way - 1) Welcome to Pet Talk and 2) great question!






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