Tilly Fran and Poppy
Tilly Fran and Poppy
No we don’t have a favorite but if the house was burning we would save Tilly
Tilly the Mischievous
Hide your kids, hide your wife, hide your snacks. Tilly is known for snatching snacks from hands, pockets, jackets, and backpacks. Unzips the zipper and all. She has eaten weed edibles discarded on the ground a few times, each time yielding a heart attack for us, but she was zen because she was high. Tilly, although a menace in our home, is very charming in her ways. She is the best snuggle bug in town, and will absolutely have your back in a zombie apocalypse.
Fran the Friend
Fran, who arrived on this earth the same time Tilly did since they are littermates, was a complete accident to me. When picking up Tilly a DECADE ago my mother who was accompanying me asked for “Tilly’s toy” which she was very attached to. The response was “that is not a toy that is her sister.” Heartbroken, my mother bonked me and said I would be adopting both of these creatures. Without a name, Fran was known as “Friend.” My mother’s thick Mexican accent sounded like she was saying “Tilly and Fran” which stuck. She gave such Fran Drescher vibes! She is persistent, charismatic, and LOUD. She too would absolutely have your back in a zombie apocalypse.
Poppy the Proper
Just like her mother Poppy was a rule follower. Well behaved and proper I was confused as to why she behaved so lady-like. When our households became one, Poppy had a choice to continue down that proper path or have a voice and establish dominance. Poppy chose the latter and has since become incredibly sneaky and sassy with us. Although to any stranger she meets she showcases her manners, she has begun to plot in cahoots with her sisters. Poppy, although bigger would not have your back in a zombie apocalypse, sadly.
