Oh liver!

I spend so much time talkin' 'bout Mally these days Oliver and Choe are gettin a wee bit jealous. They are, and always will be, my number one kitty-witties. They don't believe me when I say it, so I'm posting pictures so they can see for themselves. Chloe (gray) was our first. She arrived on the doorstep at Chris apartment when we were engaged (pregnant as a pregnant lady, but hiding it well) and forced Chris to feed her leftover turkey. Oliver came a few months later with crusties in his eyes and a look that we couldn't turn away. He was just a kitten, and Chloe didn't like him. But she learned to-now she loves him! They are both fat, and I love 'em that way. Chloe is sometimes affectionately called "Chloe the Hutt." Oliver is my "witta man." He's a mama's boy and Chloe's a daddy's girl, no doubt! Oliver also likes to wear capes like a Superhero. In his spare times he goes by O. Liver, saving all the bugs Chloe wants to kill. She never guesses that it's him behind the disguise. Anyway, I could go on forever about, chlosey and oviler, Closet and Olivia, Chloseyoseyosenfree and Oleyolioxenfree, but I'll do that another time....