We call them dumb, but we love them a whole lot. They love this tree, specifically, the top of it. Two seconds after I took this picture they were "fighting" in it. Then they saw us and came shooting out of the tree to get loved up.
Their life is really tough.
Sherlock hated people when we first got him. He would hiss and attack you all the time. Claire was so tiny we didn't know if she would make it. The runt of the litter at 8 weeks, she was way smaller than the palm of our hands. She'd run away from us and be super reclusive.
I don't exactly know what happened, because you would think with the three littles in our family, they would have continued their "fight and run for their lives", but I am thinking that Moyz smothered them with love (literally smothered them, I am kind of surprised they are still alive), that they just eventually decided that people were awesome, especially the closer they were to you.
We've tried dogs in the past, more than I care to admit, but I think we really are cat people.
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