Today we took CMY and Rhombus to the vet. They’re siblings, and it shows. They have similar coloring, especially in the face, and they’re…large. Rhombus is a bit over 27 pounds and CMY is a few ounces over 23. They look to be generic domestic shorthairs, no signs of Maine Coon to explain the size. Some of it’s fat, but it’s also big bones and such. Rhombus’s paws are enormous.
CMY is a bit of a grump. She doesn’t like most of the other cats — she’s sometimes friendly with Moonstone, and seems to tolerate the kittykins, but isn’t too happy with the others. And for some reason she saves her best hisses and growls for her brother, the one she’s known literally her whole life.
But it turns out she’s more upset by the vet than by him.
Rhombus was just sitting in his carrier minding his own business (he’d already been taken in back to get his blood glucose checked and was done) and CMY was wandering nervously around the room and decided to crawl in with him. I almost wish I’d tried to pick up the carrier with both of them to see if its weight tolerance was adequate, but it might’ve broken me instead.