My last two cats barely tolerated each other. They came to me at disparate times and were 8 years apart in age. Their dispositions were diametrically opposed and the closest they ever got to each other was one on the bed, the other below. The last died 2 years ago.

Starting in the fall, the desire for warm fluffy companions arose and on December 6, I adopted three-month-old sibling kittens from the Berkeley Humane Society. Juliet and I immediately fell in love. Meet Hot Dog and Beans!

Hot Dog, the boy, is curious, to put it mildly. He gets into everything. He climbs the curtains, jumps onto high places, investigates the insides of cabinets. Nothing seems to be beyond his reach or interest. Beans, the girl, is much more demure. Curious, yes, but circumspect and careful. What they have in common is tremendous warmth and affection, for each other, and for us. They love tummy rubs, throwing themselves down on the floor, rolling on their backs, purring loudly to be cuddled. They are lovely and delightful!