Real Kitties
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This is my one-eyed wonder kitty, Yowler. She's my little cuddler, and definitely my baby. She's moved through several states with me, and never complained. And while she sometimes turns to Daemon (cuz he spoils her just rotten) she's still my furrybutt. She lost her eye to infection when she was only three months old, so she's never missed it. As the other cats in our household can tell you, it's never affected her abilities to pounce. |
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Meet our little fluffy butt, Circle. Her name was originally Circe, but the vet's office made a mistake on the mailing list and the name just stuck. Dumb as a box of rocks, but so cute it don't matter. She's a perpetual kitten... and perpetually in trouble. And he eyes glow in the dark like a little demon... far more than the other cats. Very unsettling in the middle of the night. |
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Gremlyn, the only one of our three that is declawed, is a former alley cat. Hence the reason she's declawed. Don't worry, she's not defenseless by any means... she hits hard enough to leave bruises. I'm the evil step-mom, y'know... she's all Daemon's kitty. Unless I have food. ;) And she's far too smart for her own good... she's begun stealing tuna cans out of the cupboard and hiding them around the apartment. I found one behind the couch the other day. |
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I've entitled this picture simply "crime scene." Looks happy though, doesn't she? Furry little delinquent.
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This is Vinnie. He was originally nicknamed Baby Evil because when he was a kitten he attacked and bit everything he could get his little teeth on. When we moved into our house, with the nice staircase and bannister, the little monster chewed on the bannister spindles! But these days he directs his chewing habit to cardboard. My house looks like it's filled with confetti due to his masticating efforts, but at least I don't have any puncture holes in my leg anymore. Recently, he got out and was missing for almost three weeks. Thanks to an observant and caring teenager who spotted him and called us, we finally have him back home. He's much thinner, but he's back with us and that's all that matters. |
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Princess Evil has replaced Baby Evil. Meet Lola. She is trouble from the word go. She doesn't like to be cuddled. If you pick her up she growls. She attacks ALL of the other cats in the house, and does it with reckless abandon. She sits outside the litter boxes to ambush the other felines. She has a serious obsession with the finches. She's even figured out how to get up to the top shelf in the closet so she can be on eye-level with them... we had to move them further into the middle of the room for their own protection. She taps on the side of the hedghog cage just to make Molly chitter. She sits on top of the mouse tank and terrorizes Spot. She stalks the snakes inside their cages and pounces at them. She eats plastic bags, and shreds toilet paper. But Lola is never, ever boring. Which is why we love her. Darling little brat. |
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On the left, you'll see Sinatra, the orange kitty, and Mumbles, the... uh... colorful one. On the right is Picasso, named for obvious reasons. :) According to Manto, Picasso is "Miss Priss" and Mumbles is the lovey kitty. Sinatra is actually Joey's cat, but since he lives with Manto, we'll let him in. 'Sides, Sinatra is actually a pretty cool cat all by himself. |
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Meet Yami. Yami has the dubious privilege of living with our dear Astraea. At least she has the attitude to hold her own. :) I love this cat. She's everything a cat should be. |
| Meet Letheia's cat, Kitty. (Check the bird section... I told you she wasn't good with names.) Kitty has an interesting story in that she wasn't chosen as a pet. Letheia just decided that if she was gonna have a stray cat living in her garage, she didn't want any baby stray kitties, so she got her fixed. And after the surgery, Letheia couldn't leave her out in the cold, dirty garage to heal up, now could she? So she brought Kitty indoors, and Kitty just never left. |
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These two space cadets belong to Antares. I'm not sure what she's feeding them, but I'm pretty sure it's laced with catnip. The grey one would be Spock, and the black one is appropriately named Diablo. |
| Okay... this weird little guy belongs to Letheia's son, so technically, he shouldn't probably be included in the temple, but I just couldn't resist this pic. Could you? |
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This is my rescue kitty, Sunkist, that I saved on my first day on the job. He's the kind of thing that makes being a goddess worthwhile. He's had a bit of a problem understanding that he can't eat the rats, and he really wants to eat the faeries that come visit, but he's learning. |
| Snowball isn't technically a pet of anybody residing at Deb U. She belongs to woman two villages over. But she's such a frequent visitor to the temple, I thought I'd include her anyway. |
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Meet Blitz, Calee's tiger. She's started out pretty little, but she didn't stay that way, and she didn't lose any of that cuteness as she grew. She's got a few special attributes that will show up as she matures, but the best one is she's got a loving heart. |
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This white tiger on the left, Dante, started out as a cute little kitten when Autolycus first gave him to Shiva... but he's grown a bit since then. The guy on the right would be Taelyn, Shiva's companion as a goddess. He's pretty mellow... most of the time. |
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I'm not entirely sure that Tiberius should be included in the pet section, since he's really not a pet, but who's gonna argue with Mania? A rescue made by the graduating class of 2002, Tiberius seems very attatched to Deb U's resident psychopath. And what was I supposed to say when she so innocently claimed, "He followed me home." |
| This as yet unnamed kitty currenly belongs to Lorel. She was a birthday gift from a certain goddess of pets who hopes that Lorel will be able to curb this naughty kitty's more reprehensible habits. Y'know... like eating faeries and such. |
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