Toyra and Trisha are again at their post - on the windowsill, behind the net, watching the life of the street.
These are my friend Maria's cats. She lives on the first floor, and this means that the window sills of Toyra and Trisha are not just a place to sleep, but a full-fledged observation point. Everything that happens on the street passes by their eyes. Literally, pass by, because there is a net there - so you can watch, but you can't jump out like Toyra likes. At least that's how it was planned 😄
If you don't remember the story with Toyra, let me remind you briefly: this Bengal beauty has a more dog-like character than a cat's character. Active, interesting, always on her own wave, and once already arranged a real return operation for us - she ran away, ran around the house, assessed the situation with a green eye and from time to time stopped to see how we all ran after her. Caught, but without enthusiasm on her part 😄
Trisha is her complete opposite in character. A larger individualist, does not really like company and communication, keeps a little apart. But good is just on its own terms. She also has stomach problems, so she eats special food - a separate story, a separate bowl, a separate approach.
And here it is interesting - two such different cats coexist peacefully.
