The summer after Savannah turned one, we took pity on an adorable, orphaned kitty and welcomed him in to join our clan.
Since we already had Java and Cocoa, we decided to name this cat Chicory to keep with the hot beverage theme. Thus, we were now the family with three cats.
Chicory, summer 2005.
Upon their first meeting, Savannah and Chicory became comrades.
(here they are playing string)
They explored the world together in their infancy.
Cocoa also took in the little tyke. She bathed him (still does) and played with him (still does). Just like a mother, she always lets him go first in everything.
Chicory was a tiny cute little guy that could fit anywhere.
More often than not, I found he and Savannah where they should not be. Here, they have pulled down my curtains after playing in them. This is when we figured out that Chicory is like the disruptive class clown in school. The teacher is frustrated by him but he has such a warm and charming personality, he can't help but be the favorite.
Do you see what I am talking about? He really is a sweet boy...
...and Savannah's best friend. Sadly, she has asked if Chicory is her brother!
That whole summer she hung out under the dinning room table with Chicory and Cocoa playing string and rolling around. Did I mention her speech use to sound very similar to Chicory's? No need to call CSP. She did grow out of it and she now realizes she is not a cat.
These days Chicory is all grown up and sweet and cuddly as ever. But he is far from that tiny kitty we use to have. To be honest he is huge!
Cocoa also took in the little tyke. She bathed him (still does) and played with him (still does). Just like a mother, she always lets him go first in everything.
Chicory was a tiny cute little guy that could fit anywhere.
More often than not, I found he and Savannah where they should not be. Here, they have pulled down my curtains after playing in them. This is when we figured out that Chicory is like the disruptive class clown in school. The teacher is frustrated by him but he has such a warm and charming personality, he can't help but be the favorite.
Do you see what I am talking about? He really is a sweet boy...
...and Savannah's best friend. Sadly, she has asked if Chicory is her brother!
That whole summer she hung out under the dinning room table with Chicory and Cocoa playing string and rolling around. Did I mention her speech use to sound very similar to Chicory's? No need to call CSP. She did grow out of it and she now realizes she is not a cat.
These days Chicory is all grown up and sweet and cuddly as ever. But he is far from that tiny kitty we use to have. To be honest he is huge!
No, he is not suppose to be laying on this table. Yes, he still gets disciplined more than Savannah.
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Have I mentioned that I love John Denver? :)
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