My Cats

Okay, so I may as well tell you about my cats, Corbridge (Corbie) and Vindelanda (Vinda).

Corbridge was named after a town in the north of England in which we got lost in on vacation. Because we were so jet-lagged at the time, we found it hysterically funny that we had mis-interpreted my great-uncle's directions to go around Corbridge, we thought one was to go through Corbridge. So we ended up in this little town for probably half an hour. Why we named Corbie after it, I'm not really sure, but the name's stuck ever since.
Corbie is the more easy-going cat, eating literally anything, and especially loving dairy.
It takes a lot to irritate her, and even then she'll simply walk away.
Here's a photo of her:




Vindelanda is named after a Roman wall, again in the north of England, Vindolanda.
Unfortunately, we miss-spelled this, so her name is spelled with an 'e' rather than an 'o'.
We visited Vindolanda on the same trip as the one where we got lost in Corbridge, however this time it was not notable due to poorly-interpereted directions, but simply because it was an awesome historical site. Also because we had just been to a seriously crappy one so anything after that seemed positively brilliant.
Vinda is definitely the skittish one, afraid of socks in improper places and out-of-place objects.
She generally sticks to cat food, gets irritated much more easily, but strangely seems to be generally more affectionate.
We suspect that she is mostly Russian Blue, but not completely, however we can't be sure as both cats were adopted from the local SPCA.
Here's a couple photos:

(when she climbed into the Christmas tree box)

(and a full photo of her)


Alright, well, I think that's all for now, thanks for reading!

~Dorothy