Remember these furballs we took on in July last year? Cleo on the left and her brother Oscar or Ozzy as we call him most of the time on the right.
Today is their 1st birthday and they have come on leaps and bounds (often quite literally). They were extremely wild at first as they had very little human contact as the lady we got them from didn't want to get attached to them. They were I wouldn't say aggressive, just very playful and mischievous and I have many scars on my legs to prove it but they eventually settled down and are now very affectionate, gorgeous cats. They are massive now and dwarf our poor little 14 year old Abby who still hates them. Oscar is over 6 kilos and Cleo is 5.5 kg. They love their cuddles and you don't have a choice about it. If there is a lap available they will jump on it. With Ozzy on your lap you soon end up cooked as he is so big he takes up all your lap and more and as his coat is so thick it's like having a electric blanket on you. His coat is beautiful and I don't think I have ever seen another cat with markings like his. It's like one of those marble cakes and his tail is very long too. Whereas Ozzy is a terrifyingly good hunter Cleo is the opposite and mainly a indoor cat and so gentle although she does have her moments. Every now and then she will attack your feet in bed and I have many cuts to prove it. She will jump off the bed and crawl under the covers, normally when you are asleep. You wake up thinking you have had a bad dream then you feel the stinging from the cuts and realise that she has been up to no good again. 99% Of the time she is good as gold and a "little" sweetheart. Here are some up to date pictures:-
This is them chilling at the end of March. Ozzy left, Cleo right doing her "i'm so shy" thing.
Ozzy on my desk a couple of days later. There is a vent at the back of the desk for the hot air to escape and he likes to sit over it for the warm air. He lays his head on my lamp base but I had the cheek to disturb him which is why he is looking up.
Cleo the same day on my old chair.
This is from the end of January but was a very rare moment of peace as Abby (right) let Ozzy climb up on top of the wardrobe and sleep in the bed next to her. I have no idea what on eath he's doing in there!!
These next ones were all taken this morning. This one is a lovely shot of Cleo on our idiot neighbours fence. It shows her face really nicely.
Both of them looking up at the starlings on our roof.
One last close up of Ozzy from this morning. Sometimes he has this "I will kill you human" look on his face.