I was taking lots of pics the other day and here are some of my cats. The only one missing is Pippa as she'd vanished off someplace in the house! :winkct: They are all indoor cats.
Quincy. He's the one who is crazy, and I do mean crazy, about dogs. When he was a kitten he was fostered in a house full of big dogs including a great Dane and nothing canine fazes him. He is happiest when all the dogs jump around on the bed to play then he leaps into the middle of them and lies on his side. He's an excellent cat for cat-training dogs as he is pretty fearless and they quickly give up thinking of chasing such a non-reactive cat. He lost one front leg in a traffic accident before I got him but he flies around the house and up and down the cat tree and onto windowsills. He's a jelly belly though!:
Jessie. This is Pippa's sister; they are both calicos, which is my favourite colour of cat. She has a great personality; very impish and plays almost like a dog. She loves to be chased, whether by cats, dogs or me. She is 8 now and still playful! She's also quite small, just about 4 lbs. She's my favourite. She got out once when a workman left a ladder out back, a couple of months after I got her and Pippa, and disappeared for two weeks. I was sick with worry, went out looking for her every day and put up reward notices, and had about given up on her when a man a few streets away showed up at my door with this bag of dirty fur, thanks to her tags. Kids were throwing stones at her. She mostly slept and ate for a week, she was so depleted, and gradually was her old self:
Ambrose. He was the kitten from hell -- NOT an easy kitten -- abandoned in a box with his brother at 5 weeks and then got very ill with cat flu when I first got him but he pulled through. My girls also put some manners on him in absence of a mother, and he has grown into a big gorgeous semi-longhair that is so laid back. He has the loveliest plush soft black coat; I've never had another cat with anything like it. I just love the way he feels to hold. He's very affectionate, but very shy with other people, and has a very soft deep purr. He and Quincy LOVE kittens and are so gentle and safe with them -- when I've fostered kittens I always put one or the other of the boys in as babysitters (the girls aren't remotely interested in kittens!). He's having a good stretch here -- his favourite spot next to the microwave. He weighs as much as Lily:
Quincy. He's the one who is crazy, and I do mean crazy, about dogs. When he was a kitten he was fostered in a house full of big dogs including a great Dane and nothing canine fazes him. He is happiest when all the dogs jump around on the bed to play then he leaps into the middle of them and lies on his side. He's an excellent cat for cat-training dogs as he is pretty fearless and they quickly give up thinking of chasing such a non-reactive cat. He lost one front leg in a traffic accident before I got him but he flies around the house and up and down the cat tree and onto windowsills. He's a jelly belly though!:
Jessie. This is Pippa's sister; they are both calicos, which is my favourite colour of cat. She has a great personality; very impish and plays almost like a dog. She loves to be chased, whether by cats, dogs or me. She is 8 now and still playful! She's also quite small, just about 4 lbs. She's my favourite. She got out once when a workman left a ladder out back, a couple of months after I got her and Pippa, and disappeared for two weeks. I was sick with worry, went out looking for her every day and put up reward notices, and had about given up on her when a man a few streets away showed up at my door with this bag of dirty fur, thanks to her tags. Kids were throwing stones at her. She mostly slept and ate for a week, she was so depleted, and gradually was her old self:
Ambrose. He was the kitten from hell -- NOT an easy kitten -- abandoned in a box with his brother at 5 weeks and then got very ill with cat flu when I first got him but he pulled through. My girls also put some manners on him in absence of a mother, and he has grown into a big gorgeous semi-longhair that is so laid back. He has the loveliest plush soft black coat; I've never had another cat with anything like it. I just love the way he feels to hold. He's very affectionate, but very shy with other people, and has a very soft deep purr. He and Quincy LOVE kittens and are so gentle and safe with them -- when I've fostered kittens I always put one or the other of the boys in as babysitters (the girls aren't remotely interested in kittens!). He's having a good stretch here -- his favourite spot next to the microwave. He weighs as much as Lily: