The lords of all they purvey. Matt was named for the German soccer star Lothar Matheus and Kalhua just looks the like her namesake.

Matt and Kalhoo doing what they do best                                            Kalhua resting atop my desk chair

                            
Matt has modeled  himself after Bustopher Jones of "Cats" fame....."he has grown remarkably round, a twenty-five pounder"
                                            Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones
                                           In fact, he's remarkably fat
                                           He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine clubs
                                           For he's the St. James Street cat!

                                           He's the cat we all greet as we walk down the street
                                           In his coat of fastidious black
                                           No common-place mousers have such well cut trousers
                                           Or such an impeccable back

                                           In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is
                                           The name of this Brummell of cats
                                           And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
                                           By Bustopher Jones in white spats

                                           BUSTOPHER JONES:
                                           My visits are occasional to the senior educational
                                           And it is against the rules
                                           For any one cat to belong both to that
                                           And the joint superior schools
                                           When I'm seen in a hurry there's probably curry
                                           At the Siamese or at the glutton
                                           When I look full of gloom then
                                           I've lunched at the tomb
                                           On cabbage, rice pudding and mutton

                                           SOLO:
                                           In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is
                                           The name of this Brummell of cats
                                           And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
                                           By Bustopher Jones in white spats

                                           So much in this way passes Bustopher's day
                                           At one club or another he's found
                                           It can be no surprise that under our eyes
                                           He has grown unmistakably round

                                           He's a twenty-five pounder

                                           BUSTOPHER JONES:
                                           Or I am a bounder

                                           SOLO:
                                           And he's putting on weight every day

                                           BUSTOPHER JONES:
                                           But I'm so well preserved because I've observed
                                           All my life a routine and I'd say

                                           I am still in my prime, I shall last out my time
                                           That's the word from this stoutest of cats
                                           It must and it shall be spring in Pall Mall
                                           While Bustopher Jones wears white
                                           Bustopher Jones wears white
                                           Bustopher Jones wears white spats!