The Terrible Twins

Before I introduce you to my two sisters, let me announce that Captain Jack and Dante have honored me with an award! I am so excited! I am purring as I type. Here it is!




I would like to share this award with some of my new friends! Momo, who is also new at blogging, and Derby who welcomed me and had his owner take pics of pretty things while she was driving in her metal monster! If I could, I would give it to everyone, but I think most of you have already received this award, anyway. That's how wonderful we kitties are! =^_^=


I also want to thank all of the wonderful kitties who welcomed me! I purred all night, I was so happy and excited! My sisters couldn't wait to get introduced today. They knocked over mommy's trash first thing this morning in celebration.

The title of this post is "Terrible Twins" because that is what my mommy calls my two sisters, Holly and Ivy. They are two very, very naughty kitties. Sometimes they even draw me into their diabolical schemes! Even though I am a prince, I am still their little brother, and there is two of them and only one of me. I try to remind mommy about that everytime she catches us. I don't think that explanation works for her really well, though. I am going to have to work on my innocent look more.

Holly and Ivy just turned three years old on September 30. We celebrated with tuna, and mommy and grandmama sang Happy Birthday. Mommy always celebrates our birthdays so nicely! Later on, when mommy went to bed, we all celebrated more by opening all the drawers in the kitchen to see if we could find anything new to play with. Like I said, my sisters are naughty.

Holly and Ivy were adopted by mommy when she was celebrating her first Christmas in her very own house. At the time, Mommy was just living with Loki, my doggie brother. He was a handful and she knew he needed a friend, plus mommy was missing having a purring kitty in her lap. Mommy found out that her cousin was fostering some kittens that had been abandoned on the side of the road, and she took this as a sign that she needed to adopt a Christmas kitten. When mommy first saw the kittens, they were tiny and starved, with little scrawny tails. They looked so pitiful! But she noticed that nothing was stopping them from running and playing and trying to steal food from people's plates. Mommy soon learned that the kittens had been living with a pig, and having to fight it for meals! Grandmama says this explains the twins' manners (or lack thereof). Although mommy had only intended to take one kitten home, she adopted both sisters, and Grandmama helped to name them Holly and Ivy. As soon as they arrived in their new home, Holly and Ivy settled in and began their reign of terror.

This is Ivy.

She may not be the naughtiest of the two, but she is the one that gets caught the most. She tries to use her big eyes to look innocent, but mommy knows better. Ivy gets caught red-pawed too often for mommy to believe that she is an angel! Ivy likes to believe that she is mommy's favorite. She loves to get in mommy's lap and snuggle up to her at night. She also stretches out her paw to pat mommy on the face, in an effort to make herself more endearing, I'm sure. Mommy would find this much more cute if Ivy didn't have litterbox issues. Ivy's paw does not always smell so nice or look so clean. When Ivy was a kitten, she had some tummy problems. Loki says that when she would use the litterbox he would cry and howl and beg mommy to let him outside so that he could escape the smell! Mommy tried all sorts of different types of food in an effort to end everyone's misery. Finally, Ivy's tummy settled down, and we haven't had a stinky house in quite awhile. Ivy still hasn't mastered covering up in the litterbox. Her sister usually goes in right after her to tidy up. Occasionally, Ivy even flings poo! I think Ivy secretly believes that she is a monkey. Just see how she likes to climb! This is Ivy being naughty and climbing on top of mommy's tv in order to attack Pepe Le Pew. Even though she knows it is forbidden, she does this at least once a night.

This is Holly. She is being naughty, too, and planning an attack on Puss n Boots.

Holly is extra special, because she has thumbs! Holly likes to use those thumbs to make it harder for mommy to get away when she wants to give her some serious love and attention. Mommy says Holly has an incredible grip. Because of her extra toes and the claws that don't retract all the way, you can hear Holly walking on the hardwood floors. *CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK* Grandmama says that Holly sounds like a velociraptor (just like in that scary big lizard movie Jurassic Park!) Holly is an expert at opening cabinets and drawers. She would make a great burglar kitty. Holly doesn't want to be a burglar, though. She wants to be something called a familiar. Holly thinks my mommy should be a witch so that she can help her cast spells and ride on broomsticks. I got upset at Holly for saying that, because my mommy is not bad! She is a sweet mommy! Holly just smiled at me and told me not all witches were bad. I don't know if I believe her or not. Sometimes when Holly is nesting and she has her eyes half shut in contemplation, I just know that she is thinking dark and mysterious thoughts. I refuse to allow her to corrupt my mommy!

Just look at her! She is planning something.

This is me shunning Holly and her dark plans for my mommy.

That is it for my kitty sisters! Tomorrow I plan to share more about Loki. Thanks again, everyone, for such a wonderful welcome! I can't wait to read what everyone is up to today!