We have 4 kitties right now, but we are cat people and have had many over the years.
Our oldest right now is Turbo. He was a shelter kitty that we got for our kids right before Liam was born, so right around 4 years ago.
We have a black one named Dusky - as you can imagine, all black. He’s about a year old. Also a shelter kitty and also a kitty we got for the kids during Christmas a couple years ago as a friend for Turbo.
Then, about 10 months or so ago (after Dusky), a good friend of mine on Facebook announced that they were looking for a home for a small, fluffy gray kitten (male). As it happened, she and a friend of hers were sitting in a coffee shop chatting when a little kitty came running in from the street. Her son is a vet tech and got shots for him and got everything done from the vets perspective before we took him. We appropriately named him “Java”.
Our last kitty is a female. The same friend that had announced the small grey kitty, made another FB post saying that her son’s fiance and her were unable to keep their kitty because they were renting into a new apartment and cats weren’t allowed there. We weren’t going to take her at first because we had plenty, but then we found out this this kitty had been declawed (inhumane). We also found out that she was FAT! She ate a lot…and we also knew that having at least one other “girl” in the house may even things out a bit since this is pretty much an all boy house except for Erin. Had someone not stepped up, they were going to have to put her into a shelter. We were afraid that, since she was already full grown (the kitty), and declawed, that no one would want her. So we took her. She’s lost most of that weight now and she’s super cute. She has a “snort” when she’s scared…sounds like a pig.
We love cats.