Presenting...
Emerson Ann, aka EmmaBear
Luna Artemis, aka LuHam
Yes, those are mine and Vuni's beautiful kitty girls, aka puffs. Not gonna lie, we are crazy cat people. One look inside our house is a dead give away: kitty toys, furniture, and accessories throughout the house.
Now more about the girls:
Emerson is a purebred Ragdoll. She just turned 8 years old in July, and I will have had her for 8 years at the end of September. She was an early high school graduation present to me, from my parents. We picked her up directly from her breeder, whose sole career... heck, life... was dedicated to his Ragdoll cattery. EmmaBear has been mine since she was 10 weeks old; we've been through a lot together, and I really don't know what I would have done without her. She was my closest friend during the darkest period of my life, and I will be forever grateful to her.
Emerson seems very aware of the fact that she is a $600 cat (and that's $600 just as a pet; had we paid for her showing license, she would have been $900, and showing + breeding, $1200). She's graceful and dainty, and like many fancy cats, prissy. Even while playing, she's regal and poise. Much of her time is consumed by beauty sleep and grooming. She has an extreme sweet tooth. She loves yogurt and ice cream, apples and cake, and... marshmallows? I kid you not, that goofy cat will eat marshmallows. While not skiddish or shy, EmmaBear is cautious but generally accepting of all admirers :) Her nickname has been around since she was a couple of months old. As a kitten, she use to sit on her hind legs a lot when reaching for toys, and with her insanely beautiful body of soft, cream and brown fluff she looked like a bear to me. She's not a big snuggler, but when she's in the mood to cuddle, she sure is sweet and a total pro ;)
Luna marches to the beat of her own drum. I've never met a spunkier cat; my dad calls her "The Cog" (and also "The Moon,") because she "looks like a cat, but acts like a dog." No joke. Luna was my Christmas present to Vuni this past year; I felt bad because when we moved in together, he really missed his parents' cat, Jade (whom I call "B," which stands for "bitch," "behemoth," and "bad-breath," for I have never met a grumpier cat). Plus, EmmaBear needed a little sister ;) Luna will be 1 year old on October 6.
Lu is extremely cuddly; the kind of cat who will hop into your lap, purring, and snuggle up to you. I have no idea where this cat got her social skills (though certainly not from her human parents), because nobody is a stranger to her. She loves everyone and is extremely vocal. I think she likes hearing the sound of her own voice, which brings me to her nickname: The Ham. Lu clearly loves herself, and loves other people giving her attention. She literally poses for photos. She's also a little pig; she loves to eat, and often begs for food, both kitty treats and ours.
We love these little puffs so much. I truly believe that kitties, and animals/pets in general, are a wonderful form of therapy. Our kitty girls bring us lots of joy. They are constant reminders of why I can't just give up. If I'm feeling really bad, scooping one of them up and holding her always makes me feel better. I talk to them and vent and cry, and they never judge me, only purr and make comforting kitty noises, reminding me that while life may suck right now, they love me and need me. What is more awesome than coming home from a long day and being greeted by two little kitties at the door? Or waking up to the sound of their jingling bells as they hop up on the bed to greet us good morning? I don't care if they aren't human, they adore us and depend on us... and in return, make us so happy with their cuteness and love! I really don't know who I would be without these two <3
"Make yourself necessary to somebody," -Ralph Waldo Emerson, EmmaBear's namesake
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