Sabine (grey) & Griffin (black) are sister and brother. They belong to a kid I babysit for. If it wasn't for the fact that they frequently use the couch as a litter box, I would say they are great cats.
When Sabine goes outside she never hesitates to hiss a couple of times, perhaps to scare away any possible danger. Once the coast is clear, she jumps up on the window sill, stares inside the house, and will start meowing shortly after to come back in. She gets very cuddly when she comes inside, and likes to sit on the keyboard and purr, or on your papers, or at best, on your lap. She does that paw-curl-nails-out-stretchy-thing when you pet her. I couldn't stand it the other day because she kept doing it to my very ticklish knees.
Griffin is the poopsmith of the two, the reason the couch has become a pooping ground. He is always content, and is very submissive to being picked up. He's been missing for a few days, since we let him out on Monday.
