Also, we finally took the effort of downloading the pictures from our camera onto our computer (as if it's that hard to hook it up and click "download"), so I think we'll post a picture of each of our kitties! We thought about posting more, but I think we might have to go through these and fix redeye and stuff. Our photography skills leave much to be desired.
Here's Mimsy! For those who don't know the story, we got her when our friend's cat had kittens. Mom had always wanted a black cat, but Dad was hesitant to get any cats because we'd had three before and two of them died and we had to leave the third one when we moved because he was too wild to really let anyone get near him (he was ours in the sense that he ate our catfood). That really tore him up and he didn't want to go through it again. But when the kittens were having trouble with the litter box (I think they didn't like something about the way the human mother of that family was trying to train them), they were banished to the outdoors. At the same time, coyotes were coming down from the mountains and scrounging for food, and kittens could be tasty treats. So Mom decided she didn't want her black cat eaten by coyotes and brought one home without waiting for Dad to say it was okay. And no one can turn down a homeless kitten (except for the owner of Southridge, but that's another story).
Mom wanted to name her after a witch, and we wanted to give her a Disney name (our friend's family named all their cats after Disney characters; it may have been wanting to jump on the bandwagon but it was probably more like we didn't want to be shown up in Disney fandom), so we started listing Disney witches. You'd think Maleficent would be the obvious choice, but it didn't click with Mom (it's probably better that way--can you imagine the personality of a cat named after Maleficent?), so we finally hit on Mad Madam Mim from The Sword in the Stone. Mom liked that because then she could have a cute nickname, Mimsy.
At the time we got Mimsy, we were living in the same apartment complex as blackhope. He's a huge animal lover and could probably be the next Steve Irwin if he studied zoology. I'm not exactly sure what all the reasoning was, but it was decided that we should go grab a cat for him, too. And thus, we have Oreo:
We had a big discussion about what to name him, but Aurora was pretty confident, and she had two good ideas: Shamu and Oreo. Everybody loved both of them, but blackhope didn't want him to turn into a fat whale, so Oreo it was! Ironically, Oreo is now a very large cat; I wish you could tell from the picture. He's not really fat, though. Just big. Sometimes people jump when they turn around and see him if they haven't in a while. But that doesn't happen often, because he's so shy he's usually in hiding. But you all get to see him, because he's not scared of us, and we have a camera! Bwahahahahaha!
As for why Oreo is with us and not blackhope, it was actually his mother who lived in our apartment complex, and he only stayed with her every other weekend. She's allergic to cats, so while she would have Oreo over occasionally to visit, we kept him most of the time. Then she moved away, and Oreo stayed with us. I'm not exactly sure on all the whys, but that's what happened. Both cats stayed with our family when we went to college, but after Mom got remarried, they've been staying with us.
So there you have it. The one other thing we wanted to mention is that our carpet is designed to be flecked, so it's not like there's a million crumbs all over the floor.
Today I'm thankful for getting to stay home and relax today, cute kitty pictures, cute kitties to take pictures of, the calming effects of Relief Society lessons, and post-it notes.