Lucky and Dotty

Since arriving in North Carolina, I've adopted two cats. I didn't actually go out and get them. I didn't choose them. They didn't choose me. We just found ourselves with each other, and eventually, in the same living arrangements. So, Lucky and Dotty live with me now. I like cats, I like sweet, fluffy, caring cats. These are not those kind of cats.

Dotty is the one at the bottom of the kitty pile in the photo. She's the mean one. Oh so mean! She doesn't like being touched if she doesn't like you, and she doesn't like being picked up if she doesn't love you. She meows loudly all the time, just to get attention. She also looks at people like they're morons and makes you feel dumb. She's truly here to rule the world. But she's so soft and is full of personality. Too bad the bad outweighs the good.

Lucky (the one on top of Dotty) is sweet, but dumb. Oh so dumb! She falls off couches because she doesn't see where it ends. She hits herself on walls and stares at the ceiling fan for long periods of time. But she's really nice and playful.

So, these are my cats. Sometimes the three of us can't be in the same room because someone's yelling, usually, it's me. But they do like "The Lion King." They can watch that movie for a while.