Harry and Marmalade sure are growing! I took these pictures last Saturday (or was it the Saturday before? Need to look at the metadata on the originals) and I swear to Maude, they've gotten even bigger just this past week. They're just about six months old now. I can still pick them up two at a time but they're quite an armful.
Marmalade thinks he's a dog. He's taken to licking me - my arms, my legs and my hands. Usually this licking takes place in the morning, before I get up. His tongue is like a pumice stone - but hey, my arms have never been smoother!
He's also a drooler. When he purrs, he drools. He usually purrs when he's cuddled up to Harry, nuzzling and kneading him like a nursing kitten, so Harry is often soaking wet. Harry bears it graciously, looking up at me with his wise yellow eyes as if to say, "Don't mind my brother. He's just a big baby."