A young couple was raising two cats, one was from an underpass, the other one was saved from a shelter after the red sludge catastrophe. One cat per person (or the other way around, it depends on how you look at cat-man relationships) I think it's a rather nice set-up, but they can never get enough of anything.
Kittens arrive to the shelter by the dozen in the middle of the season, and because our heroes are volunteers at one of the biggest shelters, it was only a question of time when they'll become temporary Mommy and Daddy for one or two kittens. Well, this happened on Saturday, and the cargo was none other than two orphan kittens. Hell yeah. Their family name wasn't too tempting to begin with, they're called the Dragon sisters, Mokka and Pupilla.
So, these two sooty terrorist are currently hanging out in a luxury cage for rabbits, bevause they're in caranteen, but luckily for them (and not so luckily for us), it won't be for much too long. On the first night, they somehow
got out of this cage, as they should. At first we couldn't even imagine, how in the world could they get out, but the next day I saw Pupika hanging with four legs on the top of the cage's grates. There's a 1,25 kg weight on the grate since then.
The two kids differ just a tiny bit on the outside, it took two days to notice this, but they're totally different concerning their personalities. Mokka is chubby (because he's clever enough to eat), a little more afraid of things, altough she can be handled easily. Pupilla is the living proof that Osama Bin Laden is still alive. First of all she likes to throw cat litter through the grates, she clearly wants to take revenge. And she likes to lay on her sister, she's jumping on her, she doesn't leave her alone. And she's definitely the mind behind every mischief.
Both of them hiss as hell, but a 6-8 weeks old black floss could never ever be frightening, if she hisses or growls. It's rather funny, really. Altough after the ominous getting-out-of-the-cage night, when we were chasing them around in the bathroom (okay, I tried to catch them, and my boyfriend was giving advice), and Pupi ran out from behind the washing machine to my boyfriend's feet, he jumped on the edge of the bathtub that instant. 'Cause it's so dangerous!
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