Sunday is Cat day so tell me about your kitties!!
I will start.............
This is L.C. short for laser cat cuz she loved chasing that red dot when i first found. She is about 13 now. She likes going downstairs about 2 in the morning and howling as loud as she can for no reason. She has long hair and i am forever trying to get the clumps out of it. Her spot on the bed is either side of the pillow up by my head. She doesnt like people she hisses at them but gives me kisses.
This is Peekaboo. I call him my fatty boy. He just weighed in at 13 pounds. 10 years old, the baby of the bunch. The neighbors found three kittens in their shed with no mama cat anywhere to be found. They asked us if we could take them otherwise they were going to try to sell them for bait for a snake or something. My mom and I said O HELL NO so we took the kitties, kept him and gave away the other two. He got his pee pee blocked a few years back from too much dry food probably and had to get unblocked. Thank god the local vet had late hours, they said if i had waited maybe a few more hours to get him unblocked he probably would have died. I was going to wait till the next day to call but something in my head told me i better call now, i smack myself every time i think about it now how i even had that thought even for a second to wait. If your cat starts acting any differently then you know it normally does, DONT WAIT!!, make that call just for your own peace of mind. I've never had an orange cat before and he is the friendliest lovingist (is that a word? lol) cat. His spot on the bed is under the covers snuggled up by my underarm.
This is Juniors. Strangely enough she is a she kitty but she looked so much like her crazy mom cat that I didnt know what else to call her. Clone kitty? Duplicate kitty? So i went with Juniors lol. Human boys are Jr if they have the same name as their dad, what about girls? Do they have any kind of title? Seriously curious because i just dont know. She is 12 years old now the middle cat. Juniors is my hunter cat. She used to bring in all kinds of strange things from outside. When i throw a ball down the steps she goes and fetches it and brings it back, no shit. Just like a dog. She is mellow never had any medical issues. I can put her up on my shoulder and walk around and she loves sitting up there. She likes to jump up on the counter and up on top of the fridge when we are in the kitchen. Her spot on the bed is me. She either lays on my stomach or on my leg. She will lay there until i start getting antsy and need to adjust. Soon as i find my new position she is right back up there.
So those are my kitties.
Would love to read about yours! 8-)
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Mewsday, Purrsday, Furriday and Caturday. 
From the movie Breakfast at Tiffanys:
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take pictures and post them but here's the list in order of age with the oldest first:
Ghostie: 11 years old. So named because you can be 6 inches away from her and if she doesn't want to be seen you'll never see her. Came to us as a starving kitten along with her starving sister and mother who used to steal her food. VERY wary at first, feral as can be. Took us forever to be able to touch her but now she's a snuggle bunny. She also never got out of catlet stage into full-grown cat status so she's MAYBE 5 pounds soaking wet.
Henry: Son of Shasta who wandered into our family room, jumped up on the futon and went sound asleep. We found out later that she was already pregnant and Henry is one of the three kittens she had. When Dutchess showed up, also pregnant and had her kittens, she bailed and found another home. Henry is our big boy. Easily 15 lbs. Big baby and also a snuggle bunny. Henry is 8. Born behind the server in the office.
Xena Warrior Princess: Daughter of Shasta. She was the most active as a kitten and very daring. She's 2nd to lowest on the kittie pride totem pole so she hangs out in the tree house (actually just a board in the bottlebrush tree). Also 8. VERY vocal and chatters constantly when you talk to her. Also 8 and born behind the server.
Erica, originally named "Eric" (until we figured out he was a she). She was less than 24 hours old, couldn't see, couldn't hear and couldn't walk but I came into the office to check on the newborns and she was like 5 feet from the birthing box, just scootin' along, thus, Erica the Viking. Also 8 and born behind the server.
Loki: We call her loco Loki for a reason as she hisses at inanimate objects for no apparent reason. The Espoused One nicknamed her "Her Darkness." She's all black. Found her across the street when she was about 5 weeks old and not weaned yet. Husband swears mama kittie kicked her out of the litter because she ain't right. Other cats give her a wide berth but she can (when she wants to) be sweet and loving and when she's done being petting, she'll attempt to remove one of your body parts. She's 5
Dutchess: Queen of the kitties. I found Dutchess in the parking lot of the Census office. It was obvious someone had dumped her as she was scared but trying to find someone who would take her. I saw her, opened up the door to my truck, patted the seat and up she went. Dutchess was also preggars (though we didn't know it at the time). She had two kittens and both went to the same loving home. Dutchess is also 5 and a BIG hairy girl. She lives on the roof and surveys all she sees.
Alaska. Newest baby. We were having Thanksgiving dinner and see this little white furball stuffing herself on the big cat's cat food (telling me she was starving). Feral so I couldn't catch her and she hung out in the back yard for a couple of days. I was watching her through my studio window when I noticed Erica came up to her, touched noses and she proceeded to attach herself to Erica. At that, I thought, "hmmmm." Opened the sliding glass door, called Erica and Little Shit (nickname) followed right behind. She's the most beautiful cat I ever had, all white, with a grey "skid mark" on her head with one blue eye and one green eye. We just got her spayed a couple of weeks ago. We figure she was born sometime in September 2013. She follows Erica around everywhere she goes. They're BFF's.
So, that's our Pride. All 7 of them and yes, I am the crazy cat lady. 
Some years back, a cute little girl of about 6 rang my doorbell. She lived a couple blocks away and I hadn't seen her before.
Anyway, her kitty had gone missing. They had searched everywhere with no luck. Had I seen her? When I answered no, a look of disappointment came over her face.
And then, she said it...
"Mom told me that if anyone had found her, it would be that Crazy Cat Lady down the street."
It was all I could do to keep a straight face after hearing that. I loved that a little child just blurted out what the whole neighborhood most likely thought.
For the record, at the time I was taking care of 9 cats. With the exception of one, all were either strays or had been dumped off in my fenced-in back yard. I cannot watch an animal go hungry. (All were eventually spayed/neutered.) So, I guess I qualified for the title.
Two hours later, another knock on the door came to let me know that their kitty had been hiding in a drawer the whole time. 
is Butters. I acquired him through my daughter. People were always dumping their pets at the sheriffs office where she worked. Butters is a bit on the anti social side when it comes to his peers. So he wasn't doing well in a multi-animal home.
Butters is a 20 pound tabby.The vet believes he might be part maine coon. He has what I call a Mike Tyson meow. Big boy, teeny voice!
He is most definitely a ( I am the universe, and all else revolves around me.) Type of cat. There is never a dull moment with him around! It's like having a bull headed three year old toddler! My boyfriend lets him get away with more bad behavior than I would allow. It's not unusual to go into his office and find him sitting on the floor with paperwork scattered around him, and Butters ensconced in his chair!
Life with Butters is 
and 
! And we wouldn't have it any other way.
The orange one is Lily. She's a podgy flump who spends her life snoozing and being petted. She's extremely lazy. We got her a "da burd" toy to try and get her to lose weight but she just grabs the spinner and sits on it. The black one is Cracker. She's a yowly ball of energy that races around, yowling constantly and always wants fusses. She constantly pushes Lily out of the way to get to her food bowl and Lily is so sweet and gentle that she just sits there and waits for Cracker to finish. Lily has taken to mothering Cracker and the two of them will clean each other and snuggle together.
Awwwwr. Ha! They're both adorable! 
I got my kittehz 'da bird' too - they love that thing! Especially the Meezer.
Yep, and it is in my own backyard! After the deaths of the late OK and Flame, Miss Julie fashioned herself up a fine den out in the backyard and you cannot see her at all in it! It is an elaborate construction I must say!
I adopted two kittens about 7 mos. ago and they are now 9 mos. old and one of them weighs in at ... almost 15 lbs. already! Yikes!
The other "kitten", his brother is a smaller version of the 15 pounder but 
I wonder how big he will get? Some cats grow for years (as was the case of the late Flame).
I love my kitties, I love them more that anything else I have in this life!
Thanks for your thread and if I get new pictures, I will post them (and the elaborate cat den too!). 
& recommend for you and your fine kitties!
As soon as I get a long-term job and a new place, I can't wait to go to the shelter and get two kitties.
This is my little M.D. (mouse dunker). She has a weird habit of dropping her stuffed mouse toys into her water bowl. Yuck!
Here are Meezer and Maddie bumping butts in a sunbeam - my little jewel-eyed babies!:
Spookie is a small, long-haired tortoiseshell, about to turn nine years old. She's calmed a bit from her hair-on-fire kitten days, but is still very much up for a game of "catch the stritchy ball" and suchlike. While not a lap kitty, she's is quite bonded and affectionate, usually stationing herself very near (unless its sit-in-the-sunny-window time). Her coat is insanely soft, more like a bunny.
And it's driving us ALL crazy. I call them window ornaments instead of cats now. This is Amity
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This is Cosmo
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This is Victor
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In fact I have a photo of myself at about a year old, playing with a very patient cat.
Here are my current two, both female, calico named Charlotte and tux named Lucky.
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They are all rescues; 2 from a shelter and one from the idiot neighbor who left her go because his kids dogs caused her to stop using the litter box.
Callie (3yr old female)...is on the floor; Princess (also about 3..female)is on the table and Slider (5 yr old male) is on the chair. All are spayed and have all the shots etc. Since they own the house they sleep where they want.
hey could you tell me if they actually play with that circle toy
When I rescued my older cat from outside, she liked to sit in the window and watch the birds and the squirrels, but never expressed any desire to be out there again. Kudos to you for such a successful rescue! 
