They love to lay on the floor and both kick their legs while giggling.
They both love to cuddle, even if they have to do it like a double decker.
They are always leaving me surprises, like qtips from my bathroom thrown into the dishwasher...This makes me really scared about what is going to be flushed down the toilet.
They found the cat carrier today and were fighting over who got to go in it. So, of course I got the second carrier out of the basement.
The carriers were out because Ingogh went back to the vet yet again. We now know that his UTIs are not UTIs. His bladder is inflamed because he's stressed. We have a couple things we can do to try to fix this, one of which is an antidepressant. How ridiculous is that?
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