Tortie Tuesday - Corruption!

Ivy here! I am going first today, and I am going to dedicate this post to Bendrix, who is a constant inspiration to me! Yesterday when mommy came home, I did my usual stunt of lurking right up against the basement door, so that when she came through I could make my leap for freedom. Sometimes she manages to thwart me; sometimes I manage to get my way. I never know if my attempt will be successful or not, so I always do my best to put my all into my initial bid for freedom. Last night, the unthinkable happened - not only did I succeed in my break for freedom, but Tybalt followed me! YES! TYBALT! The mommy's boy! The fluffy mancat who can do no wrong! HE WAS NAUGHTY! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I have managed to corrupt my younger brother! I have never felt so alive! Oh, I am still preening over my victory this morning.
Okay, okay Ivy . . . settle down. I think it is my turn to take over. Hello everykitty, it is Holly, the slightly more stable tortie twin. Yes, the unthinkable happened last night. I've never seen mommy's face more shocked. Tybalt followed Ivy right down into the basement, and ignored mommy! I was the GOOD CHILD. I stayed upstairs with mommy. That meant that while Ivy and Tybalt were alone in the dark, spooky basement I was upstairs with mommy getting fed temptations without Tybalt snarfing them all down. I even got to check out the doggie stinky goodness on my own, and visit with our doggie brother and sister without Ivy trying to hog all of the attention. I had a taste of what it is like to be a single kitty, and let me tell you, it wasn't all bad. I got a lot more attention than I usually do, and mommy and I had a wonderful mommy-daughter moment watching a cardinal out of the window together. It was lovely. Then, mommy sighed really loudly and tromped downstairs to retrieve her wayward children. She managed to catch Ivy right away and get her back upstairs, but Tybalt was scared. He was hiding where he hid with me during the nasty tornadoes and was too frightened to come out, even for mommy. She had to crawl down under our stairs to grab him and tote him back up. Tybalt was just a fraidy-cat after all! Maybe he learned his lesson on how he should not follow Ivy's example.

ALSO - if you didn't read Karen Jo's limerick yesterday, you really should! It is all about Torties - and it even has our pictures with it! Thanks, Karen Jo! You are AWESOME! Click Here To Read!