Flashback to May 2006

Chucky, enjoying the futon and a piece of sleeping bag tie

Angel is the bathroom sink

On May 4, 2006, Angel and Chuck were not quite two years old.  The Hubby and I were still novice cat humans, but we had all settled into a good routine.  Chuck routinely chewed anything stringy, such as the tie up cords on our sleeping bags, window blind cords, and the ties on my pajama bottoms.  Angel was always our quiet one, routinely staying in the corners and underneath dressers.  To find her boldly enjoying the sink was a photo-worthy occasion!

Looking at these images, I see that both cats were already a bit chunky; we fed them only kibble at this time.  After Chuck had urine crystals, ate a rope toy that he almost had to have surgery to remove, and then scooting his butt on the floor (because he was too fat to lick down there!), we switched to them to canned food.  Kibble now is only for The 'O' Cats in the winter, when wet food freezes.

I look at Chuck, and hope he is happy with our twin mancats, who were adopted in his image.

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