He is King of the Castle. This is the son of Bandit AKA Pretty Kitty, may she rest in peace and she will always be in our hearts. Simba had a pretty rough start. He was the first of seven sibling and fought over nursing from Pretty Kitty constantly. He normally won because he was quite a bully. Unfortunately he wound up almost dying when his mom passed away because he was so heartbroken and would eat or drink. But good ol' Uncle Bob came to the rescue with KFC chicken, Kosher Salami and cheese doodles. Slowly he became his old self. We also had fallen on real hard times as a family so we were moving around alot. Simba didn't like that too much. But then we had to give up his sister because she was better suited to be an only cat therefore Simba was on his own for a while. Once we had a nice stable home once more we got Simba some new friends. But some didn't work out so well. Unfortunately one of his friends; a neighborhood stray we had adopted named Oreo; passed away from FIV.  Luckily none of our cats contracted it. Than Princess one of the cats we had gotten didnt work out since she was very mean so she became an outside and her children weren't so good either but that was cuase of how she was with them. So Simba has had many many cats come in and out of his life. But now his has six friends whom all get along great. He's getting up there in years but still acts like a kitten at times. I think it's cause his friends are younger and keep him on his toes while he rules his little kingdom. He's not too found of dogs but he tolerates Daisy and Rocky. He loves to sleep by my feet and cuddle up with his buddies sometimes but he's moody at time and just wants to be left alone. He doesn't like to be picked up to much so he definitely can't be considered a lap cat. But he very much loved and I'm so glad I have been able to have him all these years. We've both been through alot and have gotten through it together. I know it's not good to pick favorites but Simba will always be my favorite pet.

This is mine and my moms big girl. Shes a little over 3 yrs old. When I got her she was underweight and so tiny. Now she is a little over weight ever since she was spayed. She thinks she Queen B and she kinda is. She and Simba keep the others in place. She loves to lay around and be pet but ever since she got chubby she doesn't like to get picked up. She rather just come climb on top of you and place all of her wieght down on you. If you ignore her she will nudge you with her nose until she get what she want.

This is mine and my moms cat but she actually prefers my dad and my brother insists shes his so its inconclusive whos she really is but shes loved by all. She was an ugly duckling story. When we got her she looked like hell ran over. She was shaking and hungry and wanted nothing to do with anyone. Her fur was all nasty looking. After a couple of weeks and a few baths we began to realize how beautiful she was becoming. She shined like a Jewel so her name really fits. She not really a lap cat unless my dads by her but she is very loving and loves to be pet. She doesn't like change so when we brought in new cats she was very moody for a couple of months but now she's used to them and she like to play with them sometimes unless they get on her nerves then she will get feisty. She's very clean. She loves to just sit in a window still catching rays and cleaning her self. She's also very good at catching flys with Serenity. She isnt to fond of dogs however. She will try jumping on the ceiling when she sees a dog; its quite funny to watch.

I'm one cool cat. I am always purring and if you stop petting me I will nibble on your nose until you start petting me again. I like to hanging around being lazy and cuddling. But I am very playful once a see a piece of string. Buddy and Garfield are my two best friends. Mommy calls us the three stooges becuase when we are together we can be very funny. Lately we have been fighting over the new girl, Priscilla, but Mommy keeps saying get the idea out of our heads cuase shes going to spay Priscilla. She even said she's going to neuter us!!! NOOOOOOOO!!! I want to keep my man hood. I'm a pimp daddy kitty. Well maybe I can find a new lady friend on here ;)

My mommy rescued me and my brother after out real mommy had abandoned up. She bottle fed us and treated us like we were real babies. We were very lucky. Sam wound up going to a very good home and we keep in touch. My mommy says I'm becoming a very beautiful young lady although I'm kinda a midget. I don't seem to be growing and my brother is twice as big as me. I probably was the runt.