Anyway, when Mom took them into their special room, they hid under the bed, and they did not come out for hours and hours, not even to eat or to use the litter box.
Charlie looks really funny because he got totally shaved at the shelter Tuesday, except for his head and his feet and a little tuft at the end of his tail. This is called a "lion cut." If I were a cat, I would be embarrassed to look like that, so I can totally understand why Charlie doesn't want to come out from under the bed.
Here's a picture of Chloe's butt. She was hiding behind a doggy gate that was leaning against the wall. When Mom moved the gate a little bit, she got to pet Chloe's head and take a picture of her. Chloe has short hair, so she did not have to get shaved because she was not all matted like Charlie.
At bedtime last night, Mom went in the cat room, and she sat there and talked to the cats for a while, and Charlie got brave and came out from under the bed. Then he rubbed all over Mom and purred a whole bunch and let her pet him. And the reason he was rubbing on Mom was because he was marking her as his very own, but she is not really his very own because she belongs to us dogs. We had her first! So there!
And then Chloe also got brave and came out of her corner, and she also purred and rubbed all over Mom and head-butted her to say "Pet me! Pet me!"
After that, we all went to bed, but in the night, we heard a strange sound, so we jumped out of bed, but Mom said it was just a kitty scratching in the litter box. Of course, we wanted to go in and eat the kitty poop, but Mom said we couldn't do that.
Well, okay, that's all I have time to write today. Maybe tomorrow I can write about a more interesting topic than cats.