Lady & Laddie - the saga of the twins

Lady and her twin brother Laddie lived at the Strassenberg house in Port Jefferson, New York. Both were pure white, lost in the snow type white with blue eyes, medium length soft silky fur.

Laddie, sitting on the left, was the silent guardian who always looked after his sister. They would spend hours sitting on the window ledge watching activities outside.

And then there was Lady. She was the house gossip. She was a cat who never met another cat she could ignore, or a person she could ignore. In fact, I don't think Lady saw anything she didn't want to talk about or to.

And talk she did. Gossip, complain, squawk, chat about the temperature inside and out, the bird who dared get too close to the glass, whatever! With an occasional screech tossed in for good measure

This is her on an ordinary day. The only time she wasn't busy chatting was when she slept.

And poor Laddie, he never could get a word in edgewise or any
other-wise. He was indeed the silent sentinel.

Perhaps Laddie waited until she slept, crept out through the cat
door and talked with one of the other cats where Lady wouldn't
hear him.

Or maybe he howled at the moon when no one was around to hear
him complain that his ears hurt.