Now we are 3

Tomorrow is June 1 and me and my sister Ting Ting are officially 3 months old. Mom thinks we're the best kittens in the world, but we all know how biased she is. Ting and I are starting to clean each other, which is great - how else are we gonna get those big ears of our clean. Although I use the word 'cleaning' lightly - it's more like: lick, lick lick, bite; lick, lick, bite; lick, bite, bite bite, chomp - you get the idea. In the end, it gets the job done.

Beware the Great Cat Dungeon

My sister Ting and I found a new place to play: I sit on the edge of bathtub between the shower curtains and she jumps at me from the other side - what fun! Until one day I fell into the big white bathtub which was still wet from mommy taking a shower. I tried and I tried to get out but I had to yell for mom to come and get me. So now mom keeps a footstool in the tub (except for when she's in there) so I can get out all by myself.