I'd like to introduce you to two very special little guys, the newest members of our family, two gorgeous furballs, our kittens George and Milo.
James and I have always said that one day we would like to welcome a pet into our home. Since we moved in together two years ago the topic of having a furry family member has come up a fair few times, usually starting with me asking, 'Can we get a....'
I'd been visiting a friend who has a five-month-old kitten and after I went home I found myself looking at cats online. I found out through work that one of our local Cats Protection shelters had lots of kittens and young cats up for adoption.
I told James and after a bit of umming and ahhing from him (it didn't take much persuasion) he said we should go see the kittens. But that didn't mean we were getting one. We were just looking. *Serious face!*
That only meant one thing to me...kitten, kitten, kitten, we're getting a kitten, yay we're getting a kitten, I love kittens, we're getting a kitten!
So we went to the shelter that weekend to look at kittens (eeeek!). Before we went into look at the tiny cats, James turned to me and said that if we were adopting a kitten we were only adopting one.
As I was still talking to one of the volunteers from the Cats Protection, James had wandered into where the cats were. He sat on the floor as five kittens surrounded him. He just looked up at me with a big smile. We were definitely going home with more than one cat.
I joined James with the cute, fluffy, adorable kittens. We stroked them. Cuddled them. Played with them. We could have stayed there for hours. James turned to me and said, 'Well, we could get two, so they don't get lonely.'
You don't need to tell me twice that I can have more furry friends! So we adopted two brothers, a brown tabby and a grey and white tabby.
Then we had to choose names.
We spoke about names all the way home but couldn't agree. James wanted to stick with their original names of Thor and Odin, but there was no way I was shouting that out of the door for them to come back in. We haven't decided whether they are going to be house cats or not yet. They don't seem bothered by going outside, but at the moment they're too young to go outdoors.
After lots of vetos on names we settled on George and Milo.
George is a brown tabby and is the smaller one of the two.
Milo is white with grey tabby patches and is the more mischievous of the two.
Adopting these two little guys is the best decision we ever made (apart from moving in together and deciding to get married - just over 6 months to go!)
We always knew we wanted to adopt and give one of the many animals who find themselves in a shelter a forever home. It's something we've both been passionate about.
It was hard just to take these two kittens home with us. There were lots of cats needing homes at the Cats Protection. If you're thinking of welcoming a pet into your life I'd look into your local animal shelters, they're are lots of lovely furry friends needing new loving families.
After we'd agreed to adopt our tiny furballs the hardest part was we had to wait a few weeks before we could take them home until they were 8 weeks old.
George and Milo been part of the family now for a month now.
They settled in really well. We only had one small issue on the first night with Milo trying to sleep under the sofa but once we realised he likes to sleep cosied up under a covering of some sorts he's not tried to sleep under there again.
They've become part of the family. I couldn't imagine life without them now.
It's lovely coming home and having two little happy faces greet you.
In the month that they have been part of our family their personalities have already come out. Milo is the more playful of the two. He's the one that likes to try and climb up my curtains. George is the more attentive one. If he's not playing, sleeping or eating then he wants cuddles all the time. Milo does like cuddles but it is usually only when he is really tired. To get to sleep on your knee he likes tickles and if you stop he looks up at you to say, 'Why did the tickles stop?'
Every day about 10 o' clock at night is silly time. This is when they run around the whole house after one another. But then George has his own bonkers time. This is silly time taken up a notch. It doesn't happen every night, but when it does he runs around and attacks anything, often thin air or his own tail.
Today is is their three month old birthday and my boys are getting bigger. I don't want them to get any bigger. I want them to stay little forever.
What we've learnt about the George and Milo:
While Milo sleeps stretched out.
George likes to snuggle.
Milo likes to know where you are at all times. If you're in the room he's quite happy playing but as soon as you leave the room he wants to know where you're going. I moved from one room to another to take a photo of George sleeping and Milo followed and curled up on my knee and feel asleep.
They like watching the world outside. Especially when it is raining.
They're just the cutest. They've brought so much love and our joy to our lives. We're so happy they're part of the family.
We were told they were domestic short hair cats but we don't think they are. They're too fluffy to be domestic short hairs, especially Milo, he is very fuzzy.
I've been resisting the urge to share lots of pictures of my kitty cats all over the Internet, so I've created an Instagram page for George and Milo where I can share their adventures.