My husband and I are currently owned by three cats:
I'm looking forward to getting to know you all here. It seems like a great community!
Harvey is a beautiful 14-year-old gray tabby. Harvey is very shy and nervous. Nobody but us ever sees him, and for years my family accused me of having only one cat. (He's named after the Jimmy Stewart movie with the 6-foot rabbit that only Jimmy sees.) He came to us a few years ago from a friend who couldn't keep him anymore. We figured that a 9-year-old cat who doesn't like people wouldn't fare well in a shelter, so he could live out his days under our bed. It turns out that he's extremely affectionate once he gets to know you.
Tailer is more laid back. He's an 8-year-old orange tabby. My husband found him on "death row" when he was just a tiny kitten. He had business at a local village headquarters, and Tailer had been put in a cage out back of the pound to be taken away and put to sleep. My husband busted him out and he's been with us ever since. At the time we had just one pet bunny, and he bonded with her. She's been at the Rainbow Bridge for a while now, but we're reminded of her when we see Tailer still doing the "bunny" things she taught him.
Forest is a 1-year-old orange tabby with cerebellular hyperplasia (CH). CH is a disability that affects his motor functions, so he moves like he's drunk. I found him at our vet's office. They had taken him in after he and his brother had been dumped in a dumpster behind a pet store. It was love at first sight. Forest is a sweetie, and he's so happy and determined he's proved to be a real inspiration to all who know him. He reminds me daily that some of the best things in life are imperfect.