I think it's time for you to meet my older sister, Vanille.
I cannot say she welcomed me with open paws
when I arrived a year ago,
but she seems to tolerate me more and more every day.
This fiesty feline is old: she just turned 14.
She's really skinny now...
and she's forgetting where is the litter box and what to do in there.
"Downstairs, to your left, dear!"
Misha, 7, loves 2 things in life: eating and sleeping.
He was afraid of me for months,
but early this summer, he started to sleep on the floor again and he's calmer.
"Big boy, I may have fun chasing you, but it's just play!
I wag my tail non stop when I see you!"
Although I love both of them very much, I have to say that there is 1 thing that drives me crazy: Vanille and Misha get 3 - yes 3 - meals a day, while I am fed only twice.
OK, I do get treats and they don't, but still...
Mom tells me that they were here before me and she cannot change their routine,
but my answer is: it's not fair!
Kibbles before going to bed: that would make my life perfect!
Sweet dreams!