This was the setup that Shiloh flew over with the springs in her little legs and the athletic ability that Mom Nature bestowed upon her for a shot to live in the world. This is my a$$hole contraption to help her get to the window sill that wasn't needed.
This afternoon after a nice lunch Shiloh laid out on my wife's leather desk chair in the den instead of being upstairs with a human a$$hole.
Brother Trouble laid out on the sofa in the den to be with his sister. That guy is more than twice the size of his sister but you could be blind and still see the love that these two have for one another. I cringe every time I think about my wife and I kicking around about keeping a third cat - Sweet Babycakes had her ticket punched to go the North Shore Animal League (no kill) but we are thrilled that she is here with us. Big Brother loves his little runt girl sister dearly:
