I think I've mentioned this before, but my Alaskan foster kitties aren't really brother and sister. Denali and McKinley were found abandoned in two different places on the same day.
But I'm raising them as if they are related, and by the amount of time they spend playing together (every minute of every day), the love they have for each other (A lot. Like a lot, lot), and the similar expressions on their faces (cute as can be), it's pretty obvious they are a brother from another mother and a sister from another mister.
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| We belong together, don't you think? |
Like looking in a mirror. Sort of.