First I saw Rhys, since he was out in front. And he has continued to be the first in line.

Rhys, a ginger-colored fluffy tabby

Peering at me from the back of the cage was Owen. Cautious and quiet, but fully capable of standing up to his brother and even leading the way when it is important.

Owen, a ginger-colored less-fluffy tabby

You can’t break up two brothers like this, so they both came home. It’s the best decision of my life, and the best birthday present I’ve ever received.

Rhys and Owen, curled up against each other.