...in that we take 'em 2 by 2. That's what Sean has been telling people regarding our family. Last August, he got Mogatu and me, and this week we got our newest additions (see below). We set out to find a friend for Mogatu sometime in the next several months and "went to the humane society just to look" (a phrase that was cited by a co-worker of mine to be an oxymoron). That's where two maine coon mix adult cats found us and wanted to come home with us :) At the risk of being labeled crazy cat people, after a couple of days of thinking, it was decided that both of these little ones could join the Crandall household.
We were very excited. Mogatu, not so much. I don't think that he could have been less welcoming. So we're hoping that he comes around...
When we met them. You see how much they wanted to stay with us..
We think we're naming them Oliver and Aurora
and of course our first little friend, Mogatu, who has been very bad at making Oliver and Aurora feel welcome
Out of curiousity, I looked up the definition of crazy cat people and most definitions require that you be middle aged/older, have at least a dozen cats, own cat paraphenalia like mugs and wall pictures, and have more cats that the municipal limits allow. And great news, Sean and I don't actually fit any of those descriptions so we're in the clear :)
Awww. I had a Maine coon cat when we lived in Maine. His name was Trooper. We got him from...a state trooper. :)
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