he and his girlfriend named them Dougal and Tweed. They were real characters-and yes, they cost a bundle! Unfortunately people like the snooty rich lady are hardly uncommon. When I was doing fostering on a regular basis I took in these two magnificent purebred bengals:
Tribal:


and India:


Their wealthy owner got bored with them and dumped them on a roadside. A neighbor who saw him do it captured India but couldn't find her sister Tribal. It took her weeks to finally find her. Fortunately they both found loving homes with people who had always wanted a bengal, but could never cough up the thousands needed to buy one. The same, of course, went for my serval hybrid Ashiki. The original owner could come up with $7,000 to buy him but not $2,000 for a custom built outdoor enclosure to keep him happy during the day? :eyes: There are times when I think there should be laws governing who is allowed to have pets-or children, for that matter! There are far too many self centered jerks out there!
I do wonder if the noir brothers are some type of purebreed. They're so plush and handsome-plus they are HUGE, yet obviously still kittens. They could be Norwegian or Siberian Forest cats-or possibly ragdolls or ragamuffins-but not Maine Coons. They don't have lynx tips, their muzzles aren't very large and their ears are small and spaced far apart on their heads. They trill constantly like forest cats though-it sounds like I have two strange birds in the house. I've allowed them to roam the house freely, but they drive my other cats nuts-even Pippin! The more they get hissed at the more they hound the hisser! They just run after Pip, trilling the whole time while he's hissing like mad! I wonder if Puck is amused by all this since he has done the same to her (minus the trilling) for nearly a year now. It'll be much quieter around here when they finally go to their new home!