My apartment had a furry invasion of four pawed and whisker full of little 5.5 inch critters
the orange one is called cookie and the black one is called biscuit
Cookie is the bold one.Biscuit scares easily and her favourite place in the apartment is behind the refridgerator('no..its not for hiding',she says,'its nice and cool back here',with a trembling voice).One day when I came back from a tiring day from school I found the window curtain in the dining area swaying unnaturally on its own as the window slides were closed and there was no wind coming from ANYWHERE.I bravely investigated and seemed to have heard a faint mew but it could have best been from behind somewhere.However,a whisker full of a tiny head popped up from between the curtains and it was only Cookie trying to climb its way up the long curtain - shes a naughty and bold 4 week old kitten.
Apparantly,the couple in my apartment who owns them barely has time to take care of them.So,its always the rest of us to gets to clean up their poo and other excretions beyond sane literary language.
For all those cat haters,I do share your sentiment,but aren't these two the cutest?