At least I think they’re 6.  I got them when they were going to be 1 year old in 2003 I think.  Maybe it was 2002.  Anyway, Rex is on the left and Mattie is on the right.  I asked them to behave and clean up the apartment one day and I came home and they were laying in my laundry basket.  I asked if they were going to fold the clothes and they thought that’s how it was done.  They’re so dumb sometimes.

About Rex

Rex always wants to be picked up.  He’s got the mindset of about a 3 year old boy or dog.  He requires attention much more than a usual cat who keep to themselves.  He has to be involved in some way with what I’m doing.  If I’m on the computer, he’ll lay by the keyboard and watch.  If I’m watching tv, he’ll lay beside me and watch with me, occasionally falling asleep.  If I’m going to bed, he hops up on my chest and falls asleep.  When I walk around the apartment, he climbs up on my legs and wants to be carried around.  He’s got the personality of a dog more than that of a cat.  He’s pretty hilarious though, but he’s the dumber of the two cats.  He’s polite enough to say bless you after you sneeze.

About Mattie

She’s more like a typical cat.  Keeps to herself unless it’s attention time.  When it is attention time, it’s not usually at a great moment, for instance in the middle of playing a game or when I need to go to the bathroom.  She’s very loving during those moments and very sweet.  She loves to give massages for some reason and nom on things when she shouldn’t.  If you’re petting her or rubbing her stomach and you pull your hand away she’ll paw at your hand and stare at you with a quizzical “Are you done?” kind of look.  She hates being picked up or carried.  She does however like to tell me what to do when playing Warcraft 3 or World of Warcraft.  She has an interest in playing guitar as well.

She dreams of having opposable thumbs to help me out but it seems modern science doesn’t care about granting such wishes to cats.  Maybe one day when we have flying cars that don’t run on gas.  Before she got spayed, she loved to sing at night and practice for American Idol.  However, since then, she’s been pretty soft spoken.  She loves looking out the window and watching birds.  Occasionally she’ll go into a battle trance and whisper things like “I’m gonna eat you,” to the birds.  She thinks I can’t hear it but I tell her about it and she snaps out of it.  She’s weird but she’s just too cute.