This is my Pumpkin. His mouth is orange because he just got done eating shredded carrots. His pupils look wonky cuz of the flash, I think. They’re perfectly normal in real life.
This is about the dumbest cat I’ve ever met. He will fall off of anything for no reason.
My best memory of that was the first time it happened, a couple days after we got him. He was on the kitchen table. I walked in and said “Heeey my Pumpkin pie!” He fell off the table and into the floor. Straight up ‘brrp!’ *falls the fuck off*
No flailing, sliding anything.
He also nearly drowns himself every time he drinks from the running faucet (his favorite way to have water). Sploots his back end like a dog, kneads anything his paws touch cuz he’s so freaking happy, tries to eat his tail if you wave it in front of his face, growls when he grooms himself…When he runs it’s like watching a gangling baby horse with no coordination take off. His feet and legs don’t quite work together, and he’ll slip and slide and bumble around. I legit think he has some brain issues, but since he doesn’t hurt himself and is other wise (mostly) normal, I’m not concerned.
He’s a sweet boy, and loves to cuddle and eat hair.
His little orange tabby brother, Abner is a bit dumb. His biggest dumbness is completely melting off whatever he’s laying on and puddling in the floor and being all confused about why he fell.
This is Abner as a baby, confused about the computer monitor. He wanted to jump on it, but sadly it was a thin one and couldn’t hold him.
He’s much more sleek and slightly smarter, as a one year old. Very loving, chatty and cuddly.
Sargent, their patchy orange brother, is a bit more clever. He likes to yowl and cry and talk. Loudly. Constantly. He sounds like a vicious angry beast even though he’s just expressing his appreciation at my greeting.
Will scream and talk to whoever will listen. Likes to beat up on other cats cuz he’s an asshole. Is a mostly sweet boy who does not like cuddles, but will sit in your lap or sit beside you like a good boy for pettings.
Will scream whenever he hears a bag rattle or sees a human with a food dish/cup/plate because he thinks it’s food and he deserves it.
The two youngest orangies with their adopted brother, George. I acquired all three of these guys in one day…They have a same age sister that I got the next day, but she’s not fond of the screaming, pushy boys, so she’s not in this. She’d rather sit alone in your lap or on your chest while you’re trying to read.
