I love looking at everyone's kitty pics!
Here are some pics of my kitties:
This is Waldo. He is the most tolerant, most accepting, most personable cat I've ever known. He is a shoulder rider, and can jump from the floor, and climb a standing adult person up to their shoulder and lay down without the person receiving a single scratch. He thinks he's a parrot, I suppose. There's not a single bad thing I can say about this boy. We have had Waldo since he was a 5 week old feral kitten.
This is Spitty. She is Waldo's sister. She is our "medical mystery" cat. She has so many problems, none of which have been defined by our vet. She is "worth" a small fortune. She loves to lay on my chest at night, and lick my face. Top to bottom, and over again. She also likes to sleep with our son. She is a sweet girl, and with all her issues, we just don't know how long we will have her for....
This is Bird. She is our very first kitty. She was yowling in the woods behind our house, and needed to be trapped. She trusts me, is cautious with my hubby and son, and is terrified of strangers. She's a "strange bird", and will always have that flighty personality, but we just enjoy her for what she is.
This is Duhb. Duhb is a "litter leftover" from a pregnant cat I took in a few years ago, and kept her through the birth of her litter, the weaning of the kittens, and everyone finding a home. We kept Duhb, and he was such a wonderful kitten. He loves dogs. Hates cats he doesn't know. He is our chronic urinary tract issue boy. It seems to be a genetic thing with him, as his brother littermate formed crystals several times and didn't live to see two years old (he lived with another family but we kept in contact). He has a bad attitude sometimes, but he's a good cat.
And this is Meatball. Meatball was our most recent "foster failure". He is a foster for the Humane Society, but I quickly realized that Mr Meat was one of those "special" kitties that I just could imagine watching go out the door with another family. We adopted him officially just before Christmas. He follows us like a dog, he fetches like a dog, he is also a shoulder rider, and he wants nothing more than to cuddle. He's a character.
Here are some pics of my kitties:
This is Waldo. He is the most tolerant, most accepting, most personable cat I've ever known. He is a shoulder rider, and can jump from the floor, and climb a standing adult person up to their shoulder and lay down without the person receiving a single scratch. He thinks he's a parrot, I suppose. There's not a single bad thing I can say about this boy. We have had Waldo since he was a 5 week old feral kitten.
This is Spitty. She is Waldo's sister. She is our "medical mystery" cat. She has so many problems, none of which have been defined by our vet. She is "worth" a small fortune. She loves to lay on my chest at night, and lick my face. Top to bottom, and over again. She also likes to sleep with our son. She is a sweet girl, and with all her issues, we just don't know how long we will have her for....
This is Bird. She is our very first kitty. She was yowling in the woods behind our house, and needed to be trapped. She trusts me, is cautious with my hubby and son, and is terrified of strangers. She's a "strange bird", and will always have that flighty personality, but we just enjoy her for what she is.
This is Duhb. Duhb is a "litter leftover" from a pregnant cat I took in a few years ago, and kept her through the birth of her litter, the weaning of the kittens, and everyone finding a home. We kept Duhb, and he was such a wonderful kitten. He loves dogs. Hates cats he doesn't know. He is our chronic urinary tract issue boy. It seems to be a genetic thing with him, as his brother littermate formed crystals several times and didn't live to see two years old (he lived with another family but we kept in contact). He has a bad attitude sometimes, but he's a good cat.
And this is Meatball. Meatball was our most recent "foster failure". He is a foster for the Humane Society, but I quickly realized that Mr Meat was one of those "special" kitties that I just could imagine watching go out the door with another family. We adopted him officially just before Christmas. He follows us like a dog, he fetches like a dog, he is also a shoulder rider, and he wants nothing more than to cuddle. He's a character.
