I assumed that the kittens would be waltzing merrily all over my keyboard, half a day after their arrival. I was wrong. They are still pretty overwhelmed. After they realized that this place was way too open for inspection (from me), they moved to a box under the table, determined to stay there. Their characters are very different. Chucky gets scared when he hears me fold a plastic bag, Chick is clearly the braver one.
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