Two Is Better Than One (Welcoming Cheech And Chong)

Many things happened in my life that am grateful for, and one of those is when one morning at the beginning of this year I found these two kittens right in front of my garage. Looked like someone dumped them there to starved. I was still mourning of the lost of my Min-Pin the month before and one of the kittens has a broken tail, just like Macallan, my late dog. Over a pity of those little things, I fed them with milk. After finished drank all of the milk I gave them, they were like all over me and followed me home. So there you go, it’ not like I adopted them at that point, but more like they picked me as their new mom. The thing is, am more like a dog person rather than cats. But how could someone say ‘No’ to those blue eyes who looked at you with their innocent faces? Well, I couldn’t.
Anyway, since that moment, my life changed completely. I knew from the beginning that these two little buggars are different than Adam. But first, let me tell you a funny story about their name. I thought they were he and she as I predicted it from their size, so I named them Hansel and Gretel. For some reason, those names sound great in my ears. But when last month I had my vet came to the house to gave them their first vaccination, she told me that my kittens were actually both males. So yeah, Hansel and Gretel suddenly didn’t sound that great anymore and I had to came up with new names. Then I remember that a friend who has two rottweilers named his dogs Cheech and Chong at the beginning but then change the names as he gave up one of his dogs to someone else. Yeah, of course he had to change the name because just like Hansel and Gretel, the names Cheech and Chong have to come together. Knowing that he did that already and my man was also love those names then I named my kittens with those names at the end. Gosh, hope he didn’t find out about this and thought that am a copycat. But dude, I really seriously truly love the names!
Back to my thought above, I have a feeling that these two little things were different with my nice and lovely Adam. Maybe because of they both are males, so they were kind of hyperactive compared to their sister. And Cheech, oh my…he’s a whiner alright. I supposed he was younger than his twin. Chong was more like a leader in between them, and more independent as an individual. He was actually smaller than Cheech but he was a trouble maker and doesn’t really like being picked up and or cuddled. Chong is actually a loner while Cheech is a spoil brat. Then a few weeks ago, I came home to found Chong with a big lump on his back. Of course, as a concern mother, I was worried. But, there he was, jump up all over the place didn’t seem to be bother at all. After a week, finally his lump healed and I felt so relieved with his condition, even though if it didn’t effected him at all but for me it was still broke my heart seeing him with those ugly lump on his back that made him looked like a camel. And my thought at that point was he must had some kind of traumatic experience with whatever happened to him that gave him that lump. But, I was wrong. Totally wrong. A few days ago I came home from work and found him limping with this big swollen leg! What a naughty little buggar! God knows what got in to him now. I was given up worrying him at this level, no point whatsoever. He is going to do whatever he wants to do anyway, no one could stop him. He even started climbing the 2 meters walls surrounding my house already and went to the next door neighbors. One year Adam with me and three years with Frosty, they were always play on the roof but never broke anything. But just last week these two little things went up to the roof followed Adam, and tear up my mosquito’s net alright. Not to mention my speakers cover that they scratched to part, and the vase that they used for play hide and seek, and many more.
No, don’t get me wrong, am not complaining about my kittens here. Because even though they did what they have done, I don’t even have any hatred toward them at all. In fact, they were actually my heroes. Because of them I learned how to be more patient in life. How to care for others as I was never did before. Because of that I love them so much, even though they are cats and not dogs as I was always wanted.
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