My siblings have five kids each. I have five cats.
The senior member of the feline household is Agnes, the Cheese Thief. She has cancer but is doing unexpectedly well on her meds. When we got the diagnosis, I started giving her tidbits off the dinner table. Six months later… you guessed it. She sits next to me at the table and touches my arm until I surrender the cheesy comestibles.
And then there’s Sammy the Diva, AKA Jerome or J-Ro. He’s always ready for his closeup.
When Aggie and Sammy first met, she wanted to kick his darling wee arse. But now? BFF’s!
Vivian is the quiet, gentle one. She really would rather be an Onlycat. But she spent two years in a shelter cage, so she loves having a forever home.
The two youngest are Winnie and Aubrey. They arrived last February, also from the shelter. For months Winnie was terrified of everyone and everything. Aubrey was less traumatized and more outgoing. Both are doing fine now!
Winnie’s still a little suspicious of sudden movements and camera flashes.
When I was a girl, I dreamed of having a big house full of cats. How lovely that my dream has come true.