Kitten therapy

Jenn brought the two kittens over from the Ellis Truss yard to spend the weekend at our apartment. They’re allegedly there as mousers, but only one of them, Penny, shows any inclination towards hunting down and killing small animals.

The two sisters are, I think, about seven months old, and still very kittenish.

Penny shows her Siamese blood in her startling blue eyes, lack of fear of water and verbalization. She has markings like a snow leopard and six fingers on each paw, which look somewhat uncomfortable (that extra finger is just jammed in there), but she seems not to mind. She’s more reserved than her sister, although that’s not saying much.

Patch, a standard calico, although with Siamese facial features, personality and fearlessness towards water, is an absolute maniac, and she eggs on Penny when they’re together. (“Ooh, I bet we can get into the TV cabinet behind the DVD player!” “Oh, I bet we can get on top of the fish tank and stick our paws down through the opening for the filter and catch the fish that never actually swim to that spot!” “Hey, let’s do high-speed laps of the house for several hours, starting at 2 a.m.!”) I fully expect Patch to get into the liquor when we’re not looking, procure some cigarettes and sit up all night with Penny, calling boys long distance.

That said, when the two are separated, they’re both very sweet. If they eventually make their way into our home full-time, it won’t be a bad thing. But only if they knock it off with the 3 a.m. races.

• Update: The law has been laid down over at the truss yard. These are Ellis cats. Not a bad deal for two kittens, having too many people willing to offer them a home, is it?

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