Gabby and Pinkie

Gabriel and Raphael are trying to decide what sort of cats they will be. Actually, Gabby looks like he has quite a lot to say in this photo, when in fact he is just yawning. I will follow with their kitten picture:  


Here they are on the day they were captured on Washington Street in Ithaca.

Their little sister was adopted long ago, which is surprising given she was the shyest of all. The two boys are good natured in that they have no tendency to claw, and will even purr and snuggle when they are gathered up. But they need more work with toys and baby food to bring them around. I am partial to Raphael, the cream point. I call him Pinkie, and there is a book called Raphael where an angel falls to earth and into slavery, and is nicknamed Pinkie by another slave who befriends him. Pinky seems like a bit of a fallen angel, and deserves a beautiful name like Raphael to offset the embarassment of me calling him Pinkie all the time.