Charlie is a big soft hunk of Boy who wants to be friends with every animal and plant. love is stored in the cat, and he is like one of those big Rubbermaid tubs you could hide a child in filled to the brim with love. Tia... is a box of knives given motives. the first thing i saw her do at the shelter was be let out of her private enclosure and immediately go bitchslap her downstairs neighbor through the bars. she is convinced that she is The cat and thou shalt have no others before her. every morning she gets mad at her reflection in the mirror (i call this behavior Cat Twitter).
in late may/early june i will have to move Tia into the same house as Charlie so we're starting early on smell-trading lol. i've been giving her a lot of treats after making her sniff big tufts of his fur from the brush. i believe in her ability to change... she was also the cat that didn't want to snuggle or be petted and now she has to lay in bed with me and get pets EVERY day.
i brought a blanket she'd slept on over to the house today. Charlie is very polite and had to be coaxed onto the blanket, but he gave it many sniffs and then laid down and rolled around and purred. then he slept on it all afternoon while we worked on cleaning/organizing stuff. when i brought it back, i had to put it ON Tia, and she gave me a look, but later i came back from my shower and she was sitting on it on purpose. presumably to make sure her smell was the dominant smell. LOL