It always starts like this...

Morning Scene - Enid: Yaaaawnnnn. Is it morning already? *Smacks lips* Well *Sighing* if MUST get out of bed...I will. BUT only if there is breakfast involved.

Enid: Hmmmm. This is interesting. OMG! It moves and leave parts behind for me to play with. I think I can sharpen my claws on this. Woooo-hooo. I love this new toy Red left for me. It is too good to be left in this room. HEY, Hester! Look what I found! Wait! I will bring it to you!

Enid: Isn't it cool? We can chew on it and play with. You know what is the best thing EVAR?! There is an inexhaustable supply in that little room Red uses from time to time.

Enid: I HAVE got to share with the birds that perch outside. Do they know we have COOL stuff inside?

At Day's End - Enid: Ahhhh. It was a good day! Don't I LOOK cute? I would NEVER use my cuteness for destruction! The toilet paper was always there, don't you know that Red (I am no longer blonde)?! Hey, Hester! Red left it all over the floor right? The toilet paper not the toys!!

Hester: I am not getting involved. Nope!

Love from the girls

Valentine's Gift

I received this lovely pressie from one of my minions (student assistant). It is very cute and I was told to eat it very carefully.

GAH!

Who farted?!

Enid: Teeeheee!

I'VE GOT THE BABY!

The girls found a Barbie doll baby and have decided it is the BESTEST toy ever! The poor baby doll is missing a few clumps of hair. Enid loves to chew on it A LOT. Hester throws the baby out with the bath water.  Sorry for the blurring pictures but these girls move very very fast.

My daily adventure with Enid and Hester

Long time no post, huh? Life has kept me very busy. According to my friends the girls are growing. I don't see it myself. All I see is the amount of food they are eating. 

Morning

Enid and Hester: What is that beeping?! Oh. You are moving. Too fast!!!! We are hungry but still want snuggles.

Me: Groan. *Big sigh* Another day. Enid, can you move over a bit so I can turn off the alarm? Yes, Hester. I would love to snuggle longer but I hear tummies growling.

...So I feed the girls. I turn my back for one second and all the food is gone. 

Enid and Hester: Is there more?

....while getting ready for work

Me: Hester, I would love to hold you all day but I have to work to bring home more food for you and your sister. Enid, I can't brush you right now. Oh, crap. Don't put your glitter ball under my foot. I almost tripped! Hester would you not crawl into the  drawers. It takes time to remove the drawer.

Hester: HOLD ME, PLEASE!

Enid: Throw the ball, throw the ball, throw the ball. You can throw the mouse too if you want.

Me: Look, girls. I don't particularly enjoy cleaning the litter box but you make it exceedingly difficult by playing in the litter box and watching me.

Afternoon (if I am home)

Hester: I am just gonna curl up right here and take a 2 hour nap. You good with that?

Me: Ummm, Hester. I can't see my book. Mibjngeuiiuvborg. Whew. That's much better. I can talk to you and everyone else if you don't lay on my face. Just sayin'. Ack! Enid! I am not a linebacker. There is plenty of room if you two share me rather than laying on top of each other then fighting over who has the best spot.

Evening

Hester: Freeeeeee-doommmmmmm! *Runs out the apartment door* (Thank goodness there is another door before she can ever escape however I think I have tamed her from running out.)

Me: HESTER! Do not snatch food out of the bowl! That's my dinner! (She was stealing seitan and onions. This evening Enid stole lettuce.)

Enid: I'm hungry. Can you rub my belly? Mwahahaha! I attack your hand! Okay, now feed me. (She does a funny head shake when I come home - it is truly indescribable)

Hester: HOLD ME!!!!!

Me: (eventually in bed) HESTER! Stop scratching the head board. ENID! Don't chew on the library book!

Enid and Hester: RUN! Can't catch me!

They keep me busy! My parents just met the kittens a couple of weeks ago. They both approve of their kitten "grandchildren." My Mother especially loves Hester. My Dad is partial to a girl that acts like a dog and plays rough so I suspect he loves Enid the most. He laughed so hard over Enid's antics. When she plays she uses her back foot a lot. The glitter ball is always under her back foot. She stomps on it and then goes completely wacko. Hester is strictly a traditionalist when it comes to playing with toys.

Uh-oh. Silence. They are up to something! Later!

Of Kitties and Friends

Hello everyone! My name is Talanea and I will be your guest blogger today. Enid and Hester's Mom is a little busy this week so she asked me if I could entertain you. So sit back and enjoy the kitties, we hope to have a pleasant time.

I have two kitties (or CATS as my very precise 7 year-old would say). Both are almost 8 years-old and they aren't nearly as adventurous as Enid and Hester.

Oliver (aka Big Kitty)

Mouse (because he's gray, has largish ears and hid in a closet for the first three days after we brought him home)

A version of their day goes something like this:

Morning - The people are awake

Oliver: Great. She's probably going to hug and kiss me again. Drat this massive amount of fluff I have.

Mouse: Whatever. I'm sleeping.

Both: Food, food, food. Don't forget the food.

Morning - The people depart

Nap

Nap

Nap (preferably in a sun beam when we have any)

Terrorize Stuff (I haven't actually seen this step but I'm sure it happens)

Nap (Hey, where is that sun stuff?)

Terrorize each other (ditto on seeing it)

Look cute because it is almost time for the people to return

Afternoon - The people return

Oliver: Oh man. The little one is going to pick me up again. I'm almost as big as he is. What makes him think he can carry me around.

Mouse: Pay attention to me; but not to much.

Oliver: Arrrgghhh! More hugs, petting, snuggling and fluff fluffing!

Both: Did someone say treat! Meow, meow, purr, purr. Look how cute we are. Life is good. Break out the laser toy!

Oh, DOG!

Evening - The people relax

Both: Food, food, food. Oh, did we mention FOOD!!!!

Oliver: Ah, she's sitting. I wonder if I can lay on the back of her seat right against her head without her moving me or her having to get up.

Mouse: I'll be napping in the corner by the window should anyone need me. Try not to need me.

DOG!

Oliver: {rolling his eyes. trust me} She's touching me.

As you can see, hardly the excitement that two little kittens generate but they are cute none the less and we are very happy to have them in our lives.

For the record Oliver is the most patient cat I've ever met. He puts up with two active little boys deciding that he either needs to be in the middle of their play space (despite where he wants to be) or that they need to carry him away from their play space for whatever random reason.

Mouse has mellowed with age (skittish doesn't even begin to describe how he was). He was actually letting the little one carry him around in a container the other day. To his credit his look was more disbelief than sheer terror, so we've gone in the right direction.

Now, since I know you didn't come here to hear about my kitties here are some gratuitous pictures of Enid and Hester from Christmas time.

Thank you for spending time with us. Happy midweek!