Honestly, by the time they were four months old I figured they had bonded with us and didn't even look to find other homes for them. They are sweet-natured, friendly cats and we have never regretted keeping them.

Cissy "Little Sister" was the runt of the litter. She was the smallest and the last to be weaned. We wondered if she was going to live to grow up or be sickly and die young. Now, fully grown, she is larger than her sister Frieda and unfailingly healthy. Cissy has a passion for eating grass--maybe it's because she looks like a Guernsey...