This is Tigger. He is the Patriarch of the family. He is 16 years old. He has taught all of our cats how to hunt over the years. He never meows and minds his own business. Sad to say he is on his last life. Over the summer he has lost almost 12 pounds and now is a shadow of himself. He is not sick he is just old. I will be sad when he goes.
This is his favorite thing to do. While all the other kitties eat or wait in line for their turn at the food dish, Tigger gets the can. He will stay dipping his paw and licking it off until the can is clean. I indulge him.
Here is a group photo. This is what my breakfast bar looks like each morning and evening when it is feeding time. From left to right, Junior (Bug); he has 7 toes on each of his front feet, next to him is his sister Malory, she has 6 toes on each front foot. Behind her is Dudley, better picture to follow, next to Malory is Tipper, he has the smallest white tip on the end of his tail and lastly is Tig. The one you can only see the tail end of is Willamina-we call her Miana.Another shot showing the boys being sweet.
This is Cleopatra. This picture does not do her justice. She is really quite lovely. She was given away as a kitten with her brother to a work mate. After 3 weeks he asked if he could give her back. It seems she didn't like them very much and she kept peeing in their daughters toys. I brought her home and she has been my constant companions since. She has not since done the dirty deed in the house. Maybe it was them and not her! Cleo is 4 and the mother of the next two.
Tipper on the left you have seen in the first photo. On the right is Pippy, like Pippy Long Stockings because her left front leg is totally Orange. I tried to find homes for them but they are content to live with me. This is about 2 years ago.