My wife and I coined those nicks for them. Copper, being the streetwise one always know how to react in a sticky situation. Maybe we should call him Cool Copper (as posed by Copper) Whereas for Marvel, he just keeps on eating and eating until he is getting... er... massive.
You may be wondering what is the pic below showing? Yes, cat poo.
Once the kitty litter was too over-used until it smells so toxic that the cats refuse to use it. However, nature's urgent call forced them to do the following - poo at Marvel's bed, pee at Copper's bed. By the time we got home late at night on that faithful night, the whole house smells like the hippopotamus arena in the zoo.
Last Friday, I rearranged the furniture in the 'forbidden' playroom and finally 'opened' it to the cats. They went wild! Spent a whole day there, exploring every corner, hiding under the dark sofa-bed and mewing loudly in joy.
Copper is coming to 18 months old while Marvel is 15 months old. Time really flies. These two boys have been with us for almost 6 months. Marvel still as silly as ever while Copper still as alert and careful, like what that is shown on the pic below, watching over his little 'brother'.
This one below shows them with their eyes transfixed at a fly resting on the wall of our living room.
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