Jesse & James

I've missed Peter and Franklin every second of every day since he left us. They were such a sweet and devoted companions. It's true what they say about orange kitties. They are the sweetest.

We made attempts at getting another kitten pretty early on, but there wasn't any spark or connection and in the end I decided I just wasn't ready. Then the call came in that there were several orange cats at the SPCA so off we went, not really knowing if we'd find the one.

At the SPCA we waited anxiously for the attendant to unlock the door. Inside we could see six orange boys - a pair of handsome teenagers with long hair and extra fluffy tails, an older gentleman with a loving face and then  these two rambunctious brothers who were so feisty they'd been named Duke and Bo after the main characters in the Dukes of Hazzard.

We were smitten immediately.

So home they came the next day, ten weeks old, hungry as all get out and full of curiosity.

 

We sequestered them in Ken's home office where they helped him with major coding projects and kept his computer cords from getting too tangled up.

They are very good "helpers"...

Jesse is a buff colored tabby with white feet and muzzle. He is already a seasoned snuggler. 

 Like Franklin, he likes to lick, 

and make meaningful eye contact.

Already he seems to know his name. 

Just like Peter, James is a deep orange, has a pronounced "M" on his forehead, a crusty snotty nose and trouble written all over his cute little face.

  He plays non-stop,

purrs like he needs a muffler and will snuggle only if you catch him waking up from a nap.  

 

 He's completely at home and has already asked for an increase in his allowance...

 It's love for real.

Night before last it was time for introductions. Lillie was not impressed from the get go, offering only a few good hisses and that great old evil eye look she uses on us when we're late with dinner.

Of course they wanted to suckle and wrestle first thing, but she'd have none of that.

We don't know how they'll make out with Pippa. She is frightened to death of the tiny interlopers, is cussing like a sailor at them and has vowed never to speak to us again. Time. That's what everyone says we need. Time and a little patience.

Welcome Jesse and James. Welcome back Peter and Franklin. We knew you'd be back.