Kitties

I am totally too tired to try and remember the wacky dream I had last night or to rant on the office behavior today, so I will post my own version of Cute Overload. I have mentioned my cats in a few posts but now I will introduce them formally to the blogging world. (As an aside, Tarzan has named them all, so maybe he's not as opposed to the animals as previously noted.)

The first two are brother and sister. They were born in October of 2000. We purchased them through the Save-A-Life organization in January 2001. Ocelot is the male. He loves head scratches and considers himself the boss of the neighborhood. (The camera was doing funny things - his eyes are both the same color, green. In fact all the cats have green eyes except Ice - his are blue.): Lantern is the female. She's probably the most timid of the five but she has a fierce loyalty to her brother that has her going places she probably wouldn't otherwise (like into the dog yard next door) She can be sweet if she trusts you and she likes to sleep in a corner where no one can sneak up on her. (The extra tail is not Lantern's, it belongs to Train Wreck who will be mentioned later):

The next three cats all came to us of their own accord. Ice is the next oldest, born June 2003. He's pure white with blue eyes. (They glow red in the night - very spooky.) The vet thought he would be deaf (apparently that's quite common) but he's not. He has some peculiar eating habits though. He loves dirty water (shower, sink, mud puddle in the alley) and fruit in addition to cat food. (Never seen a cat eat watermelon before? Come on over to our house.) Sorry about the fuzzy quality:

Mikey came next, born June-ish 2004. She's a lap kitty. Sit at the computer, the dinner table, the TV or the floor and she comes to sit in your lap (also the toilet if you are in there too long). She has much longer fur than any of the others and her tail is enormous relative to her body. We named her Mikey because she has a tiny dark goatee under her white snout (like my friend Mike) Sadly you can't see her tail in the picture - however you CAN see the dust on the TV cabinet - oops:
Train Wreck is the baby, in size and age. She was born March, 2005, and I suspect she was he runt of the litter because she's two years old now and still only about 10 inches long. Her ears are huge and she's always climbing stuff. She also likes to sneak outside every once in a while to check out the happenings. (The name came from Tarzan: he was sleeping and I heard her mewing outside. He says it was like a bad dream where you can see the train coming in slow motion but can't stop it in time (no-o-o-o-o-o!) He couldn't get out of the bed in time to stop me from bringing the cat in.):

This is me and my kitties.