My feline babies. We adopted them in June of 2004 when they were this big
Honey, my female with the little orange spot on her head. And Ziggy is my male. They were feral kittens, that were born near Hubby's grandpa's house. It is hard to believe that they were mean little things when I look back at these pictures. But it didn't take long for them to understand that we loved them and they loved us!
Proud big sister!
How little they were next to Daisy |
The teenage years August 2004
All grown up!
Photo credit to Leigh Nestor |
They are the best mousers, well OK, they've gotten a bird or two, a bunny and maybe even a mole. They've earn their rent, that's for sure! Ziggy, might think he is a dog though, I've never had a cat, when asked "whatta go outside" come to the door. Honey, she is all cat, at cat like speed, come to the door on her own terms. Funny, Hubby says Honey is his... Because she keeps herself clean and stays out of trouble. Ziggy might be "mine" but he is smart and all boy! (Plus he is our only boy baby, so I need ER visits for someone!) Even if we have to shave him in the spring. (Never again will I get a long hair cat!) I don't care how cute they are with fuzzy hair when they are kittens, it's pretty hairy when they grow up!
P.S. Ziggy and I had a long talk about beating up Buddy, the new neighbor cat. He meow and promised he won't do it again...