We got Tyler (red and white) and Baron (orange/red) when they were just 8 weeks old. We always wanted 3 cats, but these two came as a set, and I couldn't split them up. Baron was so beautiful that I literally cried when I saw him. But Tyler, well, he had something so funny and cute about him. His ears were huge. When I first picked him up, he was very squirmy. But after a few minutes, he settled down and went to sleep in my arms.

I, of course, was in love.
Now, they're about 9 months old. They live with their two step-sisters Zora and Rogue. Zora loves her brothers. In fact, I have pictures of Tyler hugging Zora and Zora hugging Baron. Rogue, well, let's just say she tolerates her brothers and getting pictures of them together is very difficult. Tyler is very shy and sweet. Baron is an attention hog. He's also a problem child. He's already had to have emergency surgery because he ate something he wasn't supposed to. Even though Tyler's a bit of a loner, he loves to wrestle with his brother. It's especially fun to watch them go flying through the air at full speed and belly bounce off each other. It's even more fun when all four of them are running around the house at top speed.

Neither one of the boys meow very much. But they do purr very loudly. And they've got this cute little chirp that they do. Baron usually greets me every morning because he's laying on the bed. He's a very old soul. Tyler, on the other hand, waits until I stand up and am walking down the hallway.

Then he stretches up my leg and greets me.

I could never imagine living life without the love of a cat (or four).