Gratitude for the girls

Despite running all day the girls woke me up last night to hear a potential prowler outside my bedroom window. Both girls growled at the interruption over their purring contest at 2 am on the morning. With the lights on and roaming around the apartment over the incident the girls thought it was time to play. Enid made the glitter ball her enemy and Hester roamed aka ran around the apartment yowling.

Enid is right now trying to entice me to come back to bed so she can snuggle.

Christmas morning

On Christmas Eve I can home safely after visiting my family. I brought with me a throw blanket that has birds, gingerbread men and trees on it. I kid you not this was the girls' reaction

Enid: *Gasp* Gingie-baby! I'm gonna eat your gumdrop buttons! Whaaaaa!

Hester: Birds on the bed! Birds on the bed! *Hopping up and down on the birds*

Enid: Is that a tree I see on the bed?! It needs to be eaten. Get your toes out of the way Blondie!

I would have slept in Christmas morning but someone farted. This was a very rude awakening since the girls sleep next to my head. Not one of the girls owned up to it

Enid: *Nose scrunches up* What the heck is that smell? I bet you it was Hester. She loves those veggies.

Hester: Was not! Enid eats all the junk food and never enough veggies. I love my peas and carrots. It was she who farted!

Enid: Did NOT! *Attacking Hester*

The girls got a lovely meal of healthy veal with veggies for their breakfast. Hester helped Enid out by eating all the veggies and Enid ate Hester's gravy. I am happy that the girls are entertained by the buckets of snow that it's falling since the early morning.

Merry Christmas from Enid and Hester

Eating, playing, running, getting into trouble and snuggling is a lot of work on Christmas Day so remember to take naps throughout the day. 

HESTER SUE LABATH!!!!

Drying racks are not jungle gyms! Get your butt down from there!

Hester: Ah, man! Busted. (She later bit me and hit me when I took it down)

Enid: Hmmm, the quickest way to the top is...SPRAY BOTTLE! RUN!

Since I have been snowed in for the last couple of day the girls have been entertaining me a lot. The laundry jungle gym was just one thing. I felt sorry for the birds with all of this snow so I put out a bunch of bird food. Now the girls have discovered birds. I kid you not when I first introduced them to the birds it was:

Both: OMG! B-b-b-irds. BIRDS! OMG! Do you see the b-b-birds? B-b-blondie, make them stop being all flighty and make them come closer to the window.

Me: Enid when sneaking up on birds we go slowly. 

Enid: BIRDS! *Runs quickly to the window*

Hester: This is how you do it properly *Crouching low and going slowly*

Enid is a good student though. After a few counseling sessions with her she is an excellent huntress. She finally got the message today that you shouldn't swish your tail wildly while watching birds. The cat chatter is funny since the girls haven't lost their squeaky voices. 

I love the squeaky voices. Enid squeaks in her sleep and talks to me about her lost glitter balls. Hester just looks at me to pick her up so she can snuggle. I am very grateful to have these girls in my life. Last night I had an asthma attack after laughing so hard over the fight over the feather toy.  Once I had frantically found and administered my inhaler Hester latched all four of her paws on to my legs to make me sit down just to extract her. She was elusive and crawled up and made me lie down. Trust me when I say this - you don't mess with Hester. Hester put her nose on mine and purred like mad until the medication did it's job. Enid crawled in and held my shoulders down while she had a purr moment too. See, grateful for the girls.

Right now I am trying to teach Enid that chewing electrical cords is a BAD, BAD thing to do. She is a chewer. My Dad bought the girls chicken rawhide sticks so hopefully that will give Enid something to chew on other than me, cords, and her sister. The girls are off the Friskies and on good kibble and wet food. 

Enid: Peas!? Carrots?! These veggies are ruining my beef with gravy. Hester? Can you eat my veggies? I will eat your gravy, okay.

Hester: *Mouth full* Peas, carrots, and beef. Nummy. A little less gravy would be better. I have my girlish figure to maintain.

Declaring war on collars

Enid has declared war on cat collars. I believe she won too since the collars are off. Laurie put lovely collars on them that fit perfectly. Enid found a way to chew on hers and get some of it caught in her mouth. She also hated Hester's collar and ripped it off of her. I know I watched

her do it! *Sigh* I had to take the collars off until they can fit into their new collars.

For the past few nights I have felt...well, looked like Princess Leia with round fluffy purring kitten danishes on either side my head. Of couse that NEVER lasts very long because it truly turns in to the war between the rebels and the empire.  Guess who I am? Yup. Darth Vader. A figure that must be annihilated! The girls are rebels who squabble amongst themselves.

Enid: Ack! Vader's eyes are open. Attack!

Hester: Vader's stole the glitter ball. It's in her hair. It must be saved from her evil clutches!

Me: *Scratching under Enid's chin* Oh, Enid. 

Enid: Sissie! Watch out for her hands. Bite like there is no tomorrow

Hester: Oh, that feels nice. I like the dark side of the force.

Enid: Noooooooo!

I believe the food issue is almost resolved. Both of the girls are chowin' down on the new stuff mixed in with the old. This is the first time I have actually seen Hester eat a whole plate of food! In fact she was so anxious to get the food she tried to climb up my pajama leg. It totally failed when my pajama pants fell down. The look on her face was funny.

Hester: Hey Blondie! You need to wear some pajamas that fit so I can get up to the counter and help you out. Is that oatmeal I smell cooking?

Enid: I'm hungry. HUNGRY. GIMME NOW! Oh, okay. I will look cute and demur but could you hurry up? I am wasting away to nuthin'. I will die if you don't feed me....NOW.

Yesterday since I got a snow day from work (and today for that matter) the girls and I spend the day snuggling together. The snow had some interests for the girls....for only one second because each wanted the coveted spot on my shoulder and under the chin for nap time. I also wrapped presents which was entertaining.

Angelic antics

What you may not know is that while Enid has little angel wings on her back, Hester has large angel wings on her back. She is clearly captivated with the potential of flight.

I really think Enid's "angelic" wings are not so angelic but more impish.

McDonalds or Caviar?

Since getting the girls I have been feeding them Friskies wet food (this is what they were getting from the shelter) and Science Diet kibble. I am diligently working on getting them off the Friskies. Last night was a total flop. Enid is my junk food girl whereas Hester is totally health conscious except when she is trying to steal stuff off my plate.

Enid: Hey! What the hell is this mixed in with my fries? It looks like broccoli. Ew. Thanks but no thanks.

Hester: I am sorry, Roomie. I don't eat fries with my broccoli. Don't you know this by now?! Look if you can't give me something tasty then I am gonna just help myself to your lovely healthy spaghetti. *Nose in the air and walks away from the food dish*
Enid: What's in your cup? It looks like gravy! Yum. I likes gravy. Ahhhh! Coffee with soy milk! Hot! *Achoo, achoo, achoo!* Coffee up my nose. *Shoots me a disgruntled look*
Hester: Since you aren't serving me a plate of spaghetti I will just help myself to your dish.

I have to fight Hester every morning when I eat my oatmeal. I had a senior moment and set my bowl down and came back and there she was chowing down. I can be very grateful that I don't put sugar in my oatmeal but that is not the point. Needless to say Hester is my lean girl and Enid is a bit more substantial.

Right they are completely entertained by the cat tree that I just bought. I don't want them to get any ideas that scratching my apartment's carpeting or my furniture is an acceptable scratching post.