Nikki

It occurred to me that it is a Crime to mention Milo and Lizze and not post a picture of them so here they are:



Milo is the white cat with tabby markings in the back of the laundry basket. He is probably about a year and a half old now and is so very friend-shaped. He is also a himbo with no thoughts or grace whatsoever but he is So Good.

Lizzie is the tabby cat in the front of the laundry basket. She's probably about a year old and is a princess. One might even say she's delicate and dainty as the dragonfly's wings. She is also the troublemaker and has no fear whatsoever and is responsible for tearing down curtains, toilet paper and general mayhem.

Though to be fair, they both knocked over the floor lamp. Milo has his moments of naughtiness to be sure but Liz instigates and Milo follows because she might be his little sister but she's smart.

The long story short of how they came to us is that one of the waitresses at our diner we go to every Saturday saw Milo's picture on her NextDoor app and thought of us. We called the shelter and made an appointment to visit him. On the phone, they told us that Milo ought to be an only cat and we said 'okay, sure'.

So we visit him and it turns out that they found Lizzie in approximately the same area where they found Milo and that he perked up when they brought her in. I was holding Lizzie and she squirmed for a second then settled right down, happy as a clam. And I swear to god that I am not making this up, when Milo saw that Lizzie liked us, he calmed down a bit himself. And well, that's how we ended up with two cats.

They are menaces but they are so good and I love them.