They did, however, each fit into it individually, and actually stayed there for a bit. I'm not sure if Meredith was more pissed at being in the bucket or that I was taking pictures of her in the bucket, but the look on her face really tells a story, don't you think?
Stash's feelings about the bucket and the camera were not as strong, but wouldn't let me get as close to her as Mere did. Every time I got closer than this picture, she turned her back on me.
And for those of you who are trying to gauge their sizes, it's a 10-quart bucket (or that's what it says on the bottom anyway), standard household size. I bet we could get them both into the 5-gallon bucket at the same time, but that's the one I used for brining the Thanksgiving turkey and I intend to use it for the same thing next year, so no kitties in that one.
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