My partner, K, and I share our lives with two horrible boys.
Here they are, plotting. Henry is in the front, Theo is in the back.
We got them about a year and a half ago, after losing our geriatric cat (he was 24). We adopted them through a rescue that works with the local Pet Smart store, and found out that they managed to open the cage they were in one night after the store closed and spent the night having great fun roaming the store.
Every day when we leave for work, I tell them, “Bye my loves, don’t be horrible.”
I love my boys.