T squared

I think it's about time I officially introduced you to my cats. I know I've mentioned them several times and included a bit about them in my About Me section, but I wanted to share some funny, random things about them.

This is is Tully:

He's a stud muffin and a literal scaredy cat who enjoys airing out his balls (or lack there of) when he sleeps.

I got Tully my senior year of college when I was still living with my roommate of four years, and he lived in the confines of my bedroom 95% of the time (different story for a different time). He had much more room and really loved my next apartment, where I had three floors (it was a tiiiiiny trinity though, don't go thinking I'm rich and lived in a penthouse) and lots of stairs that he could run up and down, and rafters on the top floor that he liked to walk across and creepily stare down at me as I slept.

He's really a momma's boy, since he was mine.all.mine for a solid two years before I moved in with Scot. He developed this obsession with nestling his face against my neck and into my hair, kneading my head, purring like a motorboat in my ear, and, most recently, drooling into my hair while doing so. Sounds all cute until you have cat spit in your hair and can't sleep because the purring is so damn loud and his claws start digging into you with all that "innocent" kneading. Alas, I love him, but this can get really annoying.

Next up, Tegan:

She has the craziest eyes ever and this obsession with sleeping in the dryer. She's always been pretty rambunctious but is slowing down a bit now that she's a little over 2. She's also the vainest cat you will ever meet: she seriously just sits and stares at herself in the mirror and meows. Daily.

I/we got Tegan a month or so before I moved in with Scot. Tully was rather good about it, but was scared of her and didn't like her much for a good 6 months or so. She wanted to be all over him and he just was not having it. Now they are inseparable and snuggle together and clean each other all the time. Ah, young kitty love.

She's very much a daddy's girl, and can be such a mush when she wants to be. Other times, she's busy causing trouble and getting into things and chasing invisible bugs. I adore her, but some of her quirks kill me. Like how she likes to bite my nose and ears, and gnaw on my fingers like they're chicken wings. Just mine, not Scot's. I kid you not.

I know all pets and animals have their own quirks, and I like to think that my two little pussycats are unique and crazy in theirs, whether that's true or not ;) Scot loves retelling stories of their insanity to people, like they're our actual kids (ughh I never thought I would be one of those people, but I totally am). A lot of how I described to them here is actually a perfect preface for a story involving them and baby gates and child locks.. are you intrigued now?

You should be. It's pretty funny (and/or sad). What similar/completely different quirks do your pets have?