Meet Morgana and Merlin. They're our new cats, that we rescued from the P.A.W.S shelter here in Chicago. We love them and they love us. They're three years old, and were kittens together, but probably not siblings, and were adopted from the shelter. Their first home was clearly a very good place for them, but the lady who owned them fell and broke her hip, and is now in the nursing home, so the shelter took them back.
Morgana is quiet and dainty and elegant and mysterious - and *all* black, except for the gold of her eyes and her pink tongue. Merlin is a bit of a doofus, who has thunderpaws as he is running full-tilt down the length of our apartment. He's very tiger-stripey. He drinks from the faucet, and needs occasional reassurance that everything is ok. Both of them love belly rubs. We're still figuring out mealtimes and noises and whether or not its ok to be on the bed or not. (We think its fine, but I think they were not allowed on the bed in their last home...)
Rescue cats are great. If you're thinking of new pets, consider going to your local pound. These cats came all fixed, with all their shots, microchips and they're even under warrantee! We had to go back to the vet this week for a little issue, and it was all covered by the shelter.
We still miss Oberon and Diva very much, but they've been gone a good length of time now, and our house just did not seem to be much of a home without cats. We're happy to have these two in our lives now. I am sure there will be more posts and pictures about them to come.