Brace yourself. I'm about to get all Great Aunt Hester on you. (You know, Aunt Hester. The one who pulls out 500 pictures of babies named Bobby and Suzie and forces you to look at all of them when all you asked was how she's doing.)

You're about to meet Stella and Sasha.

Now, I'm not one of those crazy cat ladies, I swear. It might seem that way, because I do seem to write about Stella and Sasha an awful lot, but that's just because I love them so much. Also, they like to sit and stare at me when I'm writing, so I feel obligated.

Here we go!



The chair looks especially gorgeous when Sasha decides to grace it her presence.



Sasha again. Sassy, right?



Stella, my original sweetheart. This is her annoyed face. There's the hot chair pre-makeover.



I bought this scratching post for both the cats a few weeks ago, and Sasha won't let Stella anywhere near it.



Stella is sitting on our new-to-us couch, a pretty brown one we bought at a thrift store last month. It's not that comfortable, but it sure looks good.

Yay, cats!

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