Allow us to introduce ourselves…

As two impeccably groomed young gentlemen in tuxedos moved into the rear penthouse at 124 S. Main St. (Editor’s note: the cat cage next to the volunteers’ desk in the Cat’s Cradle Adoption Center ), Harrisonburg wonders, who are these cats? And who is their tailor? Where did they come from? Are two such…

“Why do you always end up sitting on my head?”

“Shh, Benny! That is not what all of Harrisonburg is wondering. No one is wondering about you being sat on, primarily because no one cares.”

“Um, all of Harrisonburg would be wondering if, every time they closed their eyes for a cat nap, they woke when the business end of Freddy caught them right between the eyes.”

“And yet no one is asking because nobody wakes up to that every time they nap. Even you. Stop complaining.”

“I mean, I don’t sit on you.”

“Do you mind? Trying for a tone here.”

“Okay. Okay, just admit you sit on me, say sorry and I’ll be quiet.”

“I’m sorry I sat on you. Now… …may I?”

“By all means.”

Are two such dashing young dandies available? Receiving callers? What is Freddy’s secret ambition?

“I don’t know anything about a secret ambition. What do you mean, secret ambition?”

“Secret! Defined as: Not told to Benny. That kind of a secret.”

“Oh. Okay. Go on.”

All these questions and more will be answered (hopefully without interruption)…

“You mean me, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

..in the new Cat’s Cradle blog: At the Center with Freddy & Benny.