I adopted Edward this past December, only a few short days after I lost my beloved 17 year old cat. His brother Ralph was still at the shelter.

I had Edward for a few days and couldn’t stop thinking about Ralph, so after seeing that he had not been adopted, I contacted the shelter and they were thrilled to reunite the pair. No one was more excited than Edward and Ralph though. From the moment they were reunited, they have been inseparable.

The sweet boys sleep together every night (either on me, or my pillow). They enjoy the finer things in life, like stealing plastic forks out of the trash and ripping rolls of toilet paper to shreds. Edward gives Ralph baths and looks after his slightly less coordinated brother. They make a fine pair, and I am so thankful to have wound up with both of them.

I love seeing their strong personalities shine through, despite their similar appearances. Watching them grow from sweet baby kittens into big needy cats has been such a joy, even though sometimes I feel like I have a newborn child when Edward wakes me up in the middle of the night because he wants attention. I love them, and their antics and look forward to many more years of snuggles and hiding my toilet paper.