Nowadays most people have the computing power in their pockets to summon, at will, the entirety of human knowledge, but, people being people, they use it to have arguments with complete strangers and post pictures of their cats. I have got over the tendency to the first impulse, but am still in thrall to the second, and with that in mind I celebrate, with this post, the recent 16th birthdays of Ted (on the left) and Elvis (on the right), brothers and littermates, who joined the menagerie in the Spring of 2010.
They came to us from a rather ramshackle establishment points east of Kings Lynn and were sold to us as girl cats. A subsequent visit to the vet revealed that they had fleas, worms, lice and testicles, all of which were humanely removed at a price. Here they are (the cats, that is) not long after their arrival:
Since then they have become the most sociable and affectionate cats imaginable. Although retired from outdoor pursuits (Elvis tends to forget where he is), Ted adds his great intellect to mine when I am reading heavy scientific tomes, and Elvis is Mrs Gee’s Diabetes Support Cat, alerting her to high blood sugars by sitting on her head and purring. We attribute their sociability to their having been raised by Heidi, our late Golden Retriever, who acted as Nanny/Climbing Frame/Playmate for the then-new arrivals. Here they are sitting for a family portrait.
