We Have Become Those People...

...Who post about their cats. How sad is that?

They are quite adorable, though. And how fast they grow! They run around all over the house now, playing with just about anything. We find the plain ol' knick knacks work really well as toys: toilet paper rolls, string, pillows (to serve as tunnels of course), shoes, boxes and paper wrappings. They also think it's fun to hide in the coffee table drawers and get stuck. Or climb into the refrigerator. Or run out the door when we come home. Or any number of other things. And we have deemed the back part of the flat a "KFZ" or Kitty Free Zone so Cory can find at least a little relief from his allergies.

Buaya (Gator, the orange one) is very possessive about "her" toys, growling and smacking her brothers if they come close. She's the same way about her food. She is also the one who prides herself on keeping clean and keeping the brothers in line. She is fearless. Something hilarious about her is when she is sleepy. Her eyes are half closed for at least a half an hour after she wakes up as she wanders around. It looks as if she could fall right over any time, any place. She is the most petite, cutest little thing.

Palaaway (Troublemaker, the white and gray one) is not as much of a troublemaker anymore. He has mellowed out quite a bit and is very cuddly. He's got bright blue eyes and a very stinky bum. He best get working on that. He's pretty fearless too and he and Buaya pounce and bite and nip and jump like there's no tomorrow. It's pretty fun watching them act on their instincts.

Bola (Bubble, the mostly white one with a gray spot) is the one we laugh at most. He's got this Buddha belly that is just irresistable. When you pick him up, his rolls just cannot be ignored and stroking them just makes you giggle. He's a little purr factory, the loudest of the bunch. And you better believe when breakfast or dinnertime rolls around, he is the first one to get there and the first one to finish, trying to sneak into the other bowls for more. He's also the scaredy cat of them all. Not sure why - he has plenty of meat on those bones to protect himself. And he is such a lovebug.

All three have been getting their shots and deworming taken care of. And at their last visit, they even had their nails trimmed. THANK GOODNESS. The three little terds have no idea how lucky they are...spoiled rotten, I tell you. Even my mom agrees.

So, without further ado, since we are now those people, here are da babies...