Cuddling kitties

Chester has begun to accept Althea's presence on top of the scratching post. He will occasionally allow her to come up and wrestle. Below is a picture of them actually cuddling (they were sleeping until I accidentally woke them when getting the camera ready).

She's a beggar

Althea loves to beg. Chester has just recently (because I don't do this very often) began to scream at me while I dish up some canned food for him. the other day I put a little gravy on his nose during the process. Althea smelled it and she also started screaming for food.

Also, I was eating lunch on the couch this past weekend and she smelled my Chicken and rice casserole and started screaming at me for a taste. Generally she only meows when she smells food and when she wants down from my arms. But she is still pretty cute when she is begging. :)


I took this picture this past weekend as well. Everytime I tried to put Althea on the cat tree at the same time as Chester, one of them always jumped down before the picture could be taken. Here she got up there on her own.

Last night before bed, Althea was lying next to me and Chester walked up and started giving her a bath. Then this morning I see that they are wrestling and both chasing each other.

I think they are pretty much best buds now.

New kitten

On Sunday I went to the SPCA here in Houston and found a kitten for Chester and I to adopt. HE was named Sprinkles, two months old, dary grey tabby (but the stripes run parallel to the back not across), and VERY cute. I paid them the money, HE was taken away to get fixed and I went home to think of a name for my new MALE kitten.

Yesterday I went to pick HIM up. I had wanted a mature MALE name to go better with 'Chester'. So I had decided on Albert. I loved it....then I picked the kitten up out of the cardboard carrier. I felt stiches on the kitten's belly...The lady standing there asked me if I would change the name from Sprinkles. I said I had thought it was a male and was thinking of Albert, however I don't think it is a male. She said oh? I showed her the paper work where it clearly states M for sex of the animal. She then turned to me and said..., "Oh then it must be."

Correct me if I am wrong, but I am pretty sure that a male cat's 'junk' is not found in the belly region!!! This lady and the whole office there at the SPCA did not know what was going on or anything.

So the moral of the story, always check under a cats tail before picking one out.

So now instead of Albert, Chester and I have Althea, a very tiny, playful and lovable FEMALE kitten. She is doing very well and Chester and her are playing already.

Althea

A few more pictures from London