Teddy & Charlie

So a bit of history about why we call our cats "the pastry brothers". In 2015, we adopted Rusty, a big orange sweetheart of a street cat that lived on a coworker's neighborhood in Virginia.

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His little smile.

Charlie, every morning.

I wish I was a cat.

The laziest of Sundays.

Just looked up in bed and saw this. Apparently I’m late for breakfast.

How in the world is this comfortable. There is nothing holding up his belly.

Who needs a sleep mask when you have a tail?

Teddy is so wet right now.

I woke up to use the bathroom last night and found Teddy in full-on churro form. This is the longest he’s ever been.

Charlie simply does not understand the concept of personal space.

Meanwhile, Charlie found himself a cozy spot.

Good morning from Teddy.

This is why I can never make the bed.

Just enjoying some quality Saturday snuggles with Ted.

The babiest.

Nobody takes Sundays more seriously than Teddy.

For, uh, obvious reasons, we'll be taking a social media break for a little bit. Good luck, everyone. Here's a photo of Teddy for the road.

After learning last week that in Mexico bakeries they call a pain au chocolat “chocolatín,” maybe that should be Teddy’s new nickname. He’ll always be a little brioche, though.

Bought this tin of cookies at my local candy shop (Mursell’s in Jackson, WY, strongly recommended if you’re ever in town) just because the guy in the middle to the right looks just like Ted.

Look up.

Teddy loves a good snow day, especially when the heated blanket is on.

I love photographing baby bighorn sheep because the way their fur sticks up at the top of their head always reminds me of Teddy.

Current status: I’m a cat tree.

Still my favorite video of the boys and everyone should watch it again.

Teddy loves to hang out with @kdbirmingham.bsky.social when she works from home.

Ted.

Charlie, in morning light.

Another day of Teddy sitting in all my meetings.

They… don’t care one bit. I really thought Charlie would lose his little mind and Teddy would take a running leap into it.

Just bought a Christmas tree. The boys have never seen a Christmas tree. I have no idea of what’s about to happen.

Sweet little baby guy.

Fun fact about Teddy: When we first got him we realized he’d start drooling uncontrollably every time he snuggled with Kate. We asked the vet about it and she said it’s because he’s so happy he forgets to swallow.

Say cheese, Ted.

Just remembering the day we got Teddy home and he immediately showed me who’s boss.

I just can’t with this guy. He’s so stinkin’ cute.

I woke up in the middle of the night to the sounds of furious slurping next to my face.

Sometimes I have to do Zoom calls while holding Ted because he demands my full undivided attention.

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I don’t even understand this shape, but I guess that’s what happens when you don’t have any bones.