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 BartGreetings, fellow felines far and wide..
I must admit, however, that he can be a source of fun at times (such as for tug-of-war or high speed chases, neither of which are much fun alone). And since he's the youngest member of the household, he tends to get blamed for any and all mischief that occurs when the human ones are not looking. That can be a true blessing. I'm quite adept at looking purrfectly innocent when they come running to see what the clatter is about. And I must say he's one of the finest toilet paper sculpturists I have ever known. He's really terribly good at it for one so young. Really, the house is big enough for two, it's just that he won't let a fellow sleep (or eat, or use the facilities, or look out the window for cryin' out loud) in peace. Ruth (the kinder, gentler of my two humans) assures me he'll grow out of it. She's even had the nerve to say I was as much or more of a bother to good old Homer when I was a kitten. Lies, all lies. I have always been a laid back, mellow fellow and (no matter what those humans tell you) I NEVER climbed the walls and lept from the piano Anyway, Ruth and I and Peeps truly enjoy the website. I especially liked the tips on projectile vomiting, though I am certainly no beginner. Good fishes to all! Bart
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I am Bartholomeow (the charming gray fellow under the chair, looking stressed), and I hail from Clearwater, Florida, USA. The OTHER is Pepe le Mieux, aka Peeps Meow. He's a sometimes amusing but normally bothersome vexation my people "surprised" me with about 18 long months ago. They thought, can you believe it, that I was lonesome and needed a little pal to keep me company. Don't get me wrong, I like company. Just not the type that moves in and takes over. For example, just look at the way he's staring at my pink fuzzy ball. In a moment he'll have it full of his slobber and it will never be the same.