Riley was born on May 19, 2006. My lawnmower needed repair, and he was living in the guy's garage. He took his name from "the life of Riley"--meaning to have an easy life. He was the most mischievous cat you will ever see, but Lisa and I never kicked him out. His favorite thing was picking fights with his more passive brother. I looked forward to the day that Smokey hauled off and whooped his ass. Riley passed away from a blood clot in his lung on December 27, 2017.
Smokey was born on May 16, 2006. I got him out of the paper as a playmate a week after we got Riley. He resembles Smokey The Bear but needs to spend less time worrying about forest fires and more time defending himself against Riley the Bully. It is so hilarious when Smokey holds a toy in his mouth and growls at Riley to taunt him. Smokey must be incredibly lonely during the day.