Freyjathecat - A few of you wanted to know the story of how my brother and I met our humans so I thought I should let you know with a few pictures of us together Sorry some of them are a little blurry My brother doesn t like to sit still long enough for a camera to work My brother Bubba was rescued from a crazy human lady with several cats all of whom were malnourished and neglected In his particular case he had severe infections in both of his eyes One particularly wealthy human that volunteered at the shelter couldn t adopt him themselves because they had too many other cats but they were willing to pay for his surgery Unfortunately they could only save one of his eyes and he is nearly blind in the other But he is also extremely affectionate and loves everyone--humans dogs and even other cats as long as they acknowledge that he s in charge Which I m sorry to admit but at 20 lbs of pure muscle he pretty much always is His favorite things are catnip and cuddling humans Oh and despite being basically blind he s even better than most cats at brutally murdering rodents and loves to bring their mangled corpses to our humans Also my brother is openly gay Despite being neutered he will attempt to mount other cats but only other males He never tries that with me or any other female cats he meets And thank god--that would be SO awkward As for myself I found my humans on the street in the fall of 2016 I saw them from across a street and ran up to them rubbing against their ankles and begging for them to pet me and feed me I had gone so long without food that my fur was short so they didn t realize I was a Maine Coon like my brother until they took me in and gave me a good grain-free diet I have trouble remembering what my life was like before I adopted my humans but from what they ve been able to piece together they re pretty sure I was an abandoned Christmas kitten rather than being born on the streets just because of how much I love people and how pretty I am I m also absolutely TERRIFIED of plastic bags so they think I might have been thrown out in one I also panic when my humans bring me outside unless my brother is with me because unless he s there I worry that they re going to abandon me Despite my lingering PTSD though I absolutely love my humans and insist on spending every waking moment with at least one of them I have designated uses for my humans too--the female human is the cuddle human the male human is the play human My favorite game is when the male human throws something from one side of the house to the other and I chase after it almost too fast for his weak human eyes to see For some reason he keeps calling the game fetch and keeps expecting me to bring whatever he threw back but I prefer to flop on the ground next to it maul it briefly then stare at him until he comes over and throws it in the other direction If there s anything else any of you want to know feel free to ask
