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<\/a>and Saba (named after mackerel sushi).<\/p>\n
After a quiet first few days, they’ve come out of their shells and are now certifiably crazy. The introduction of these things<\/a>, which are like kitty crack pipes, made them lose all inhibitions (thanks, Auntie Stacey), and the whole house is now one gigantic adventure playground. Toilet rolls have been shredded, plants have been knocked over, golf balls have been confiscated at 2 am (waking up to hear a ball being repeatedly chased back and forth past the bedroom door – on hardwood floors – is quite terrifying). Oh, and they’ve just realised that they can do some quite spectacular skids on the floor.<\/p>\n But they’re just so damn cute. Even Mr E Man thinks so.<\/p>\n Life is fun!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Google (who has goggle marks around her eyes and likes to search things), and Saba (named after mackerel sushi). Sushi photo credit After a quiet first few days, they’ve come out of their shells and are now certifiably crazy. The … Continue reading <\/a>
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They’ll usually come for a big group snuggle on the sofa at least once a day. Saba is asserting herself a bit more and it’s harder to say which one is really dominant, but when it’s quiet time they’ll both groom each other and be generally very friendly. Then it’s back to crazy time, pouncing on each others’ tails and play fighting all over the place.<\/p>\n