Seven years ago today - yes, SEVEN - we brought these lovely ladies home. And that means they're 17 years old.
Drum is now completely deaf but she just uses it as an excuse to sing the song of her people even louder. She is still a comedian who runs around like a crazy thing - apparently no-one's told her she's an old lady.
Bass has been through a lot this year (too many blood tests to count, and surgery) but she's still a sweet-natured, affectionate thing who loves nothing better than being on the sofa with us in the evening.
And they still make me laugh every day - except when Bass pukes up a furball at 4am (although it did make someone else laugh when I told them why I was tired).
This is about as close as they ever get to each other:
