Schnookums is turning into a pretty good cat. He's big, goofy, and makes me laugh; partly because he's funny looking. When I play rough with him, he bunny kicks, but doesn't extend his claws. I like the way that feels. He'd be almost perfect if he didn't fart so much, and get the shits every so often. That part's cleared up for now. Maybe he's very sensitive, and doesn't like stress?
Mamas is alright. She can be friendlyish when she wants attention, but she pretty much stays away from me. We're getting along, but she isn't even 1% the cat my old princess was.