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Two cats graciously allow me to share their apartment, on the condition that I pay the rent, clean the box, open the canned food, and provide them with nice, soft piles of fabric to shed upon. Occassionally, they allow me to actually use the sewing machine and the computer.
The original cat (who is currently staring at me) is Sivitri, the most absolutely perfect tabby in the world. She prefers dark velvets, any silks, and beads.
The new addition is Griseous Gesendtheit, a name which he has grown into (and overflowed). He is not actually
a cat. He is somewhere between a dog and a cow. He plays fetch, wags and chases his tail, likes water, and has been known to say 'Arf' with a completely straight face. Unlike Sivitri, he will lower himself to sleeping on polyesther and acetate.
