Great idea!

I only have a few of mine online. I'll have to upload some others.

This is Segfault, he's the brat child of a Siamese mom and a Siamese mix dad. Aloof, sometimes noisy, and he'll let you know when he wants something (otherwise leave him the $&*( alone!). He has people preferences (a mommy's boy) but will settle if he wants it bad enough. Huge suck up, too. He's about 8 years old. He thinks he's smarter than we are, but I can read him pretty well... I'm not sure if I'm the sucker or he is



This is Mo. She's the less bratty daughter of the same Siamese mom and probably some other neighborhood dad. She's timid, cute, but still has her moments of cattitude. She squeaks more than meows, except when she wants something (thanks, Siamese mom!). Her post is on the bed, all snuggled up between us or in right against your chest sleeping on your side. That way at 5:30 in the morning when you roll over in denial that morning is about to arrive she can meow, meow, meow until you acknowledge her existence and she purrr purrr purrrs. Mo is about 7 years old.



Mo's sister (same litter and all) is DC (D@mn Cat). She's friendly and hairy, with a little girly body and a little girly voice to go with it (90% hair, I swear!). She talks a lot in her little girly voice (a "mew"), and when she wants attention she'll kick the keyboard off your lap by sitting down and sticking her feet straight out. She's also a "creeper" -- if you don't want her on your lap (or near your food), she'll sit nearby and slooowly creep in. Before you know it, there she is, purring away. She's also 7.



Azrael was a stray we found when we were in college. He was in the bushes all meowy, and when we brought him inside, he cowered if you put your hand up near his face so we decided to keep him. Segfault was an only child until then, he and Azrael eventually got along. He's super super friendly, drools (he's improved a lot in that regard), and is very persistent. He doesn't have the "dog nose" (and ears) of the Siamese (who come at the sound or smell of anything associated with food within 2 miles), but he sure thinks he's a dog otherwise. He has a sensitive stomach (it goes in, it comes back totally undigested), so we have been feeding them all Hairball Control or Sensitive Stomach foods which has REALLY helped a lot (carpet appreciates it!). He's really big, and is a little older than Segfault based on the vet's best guess.



My dad's cat, Gilligan, has been around for YEARS -- she's older than my 13-year old brother. We're guessing about 15. She's a grandma, and we refer to her as "in retirement" -- she used to be more of an outdoor cat, but now if you go to close the door and she's outside, she gets paranoid and runs inside. She likes warm blankets, catnip toys, and to attack your feet as you walk by. She's looking for that one perfect shoe she can live the rest of her life with. Current enemies are Toilet Paper and Paper Towels... shredded on sight!



My dad's dog, Boots, was raised with cats and thinks she is one. Would love to sit on your lap all day, curls herself up into a little ball, and tries to play with the cats, too So far, Azrael is the only one that has come close, sometimes he'll nuzzle up against her and sleep near her, but is still a little intimidated. She's a Boxer-Rottweiler mix, and seems to have got the best of both worlds. You can't quite see, but her feet are white (hence the name!). She's about 3 years old.



That's the fam! (My dad and brother live with my husband and I, so we include everyone )