Meet Sammie & Alex I suppose it’s time to introduce my readers to my two cats, Sammie (short for Samantha) on the right below and Alex (short for Alexander) on the left. Sammie is about 4 or 5 years old, and a tortie (having a tortoise-shell appearance.) She belonged to my former fiancé, and her youngest daughter was concerned that I might be lonely after the breakup, so Sammie came to live with me. Alex was left on a co-worker’s front doorstep when he was just a day or two old. He has a gray coat with a splash of white fur on his breast. I adopted him after my co-worker asked me to. Some interesting notes about these two: Alex was originally named “Ally” — a play on “Alley” as in “Alley Cat”, since she thought Alex was really a girl cat. Sammie has a foot fetish, rubbing against and lightly biting my bare feet anytime they’re exposed, especially when I first get out of the shower. Alex is a climber, always has been. When he was just a kitten, he used to jump and climb up the side of my slacks and shirts until he was perched on my shoulders. He would frequently climb up dressers, the refrigerator and shelves. Sammie frequently stretches or cleans herself, then seems to forget to bring her tongue totally inside. Alex likes to smell things with his mouth partially open, then leaves it that way for several moments. Both Alex and Sammie “chatter” when they see birds outside. Both are afraid of the vacuum cleaner and plastic bags. Sammie picks up her toys with her claws and flings them against the walls. Alex can sometimes be found sleeping on the floor underneath the bedspread, or on the bed itself under the comforter. Alex used to climb up inside the back of the couch and go to sleep. Sammie frequently lays across my legs and wrists, as if she’s trying to tell me to stop blogging. Alex goes to sleep against the pillow beside me or curled up against my side. Sammie goes to sleep at my feet or between the legs. Alex cannot be let into the bathroom because he’ll destroy the toilet paper and drag the bath mat all over the apartment. Alex frequently runs ahead of me, lies down and stretches out, fully expecting me to rub his tummy. Alex can sometimes be found lying on the carpet, on his back. Alex will stick his arms and paws underneath the bathroom door and try to claw anything that moves. Sammie actually kisses me, putting her lips against mine when she wants to show affection. They’re my buddies, and I love taking care of them.