We have three cats. Tommy is older, grey, and was supposed to be a feral, but apparently developed a love for people since some nice person fed him a bit during his first year. We’ve had him the longest and he’s going to be 10 this year. Zelda, a former stray, came next. She will be four this year, and we’ve had her also since she was about one. Then there’s Baxter, who is our messy cat. Someone else had him at first, then he got an infection of the sort that is more typical in unneutered male cats and they couldn’t afford to fix him, so the humane society did and he’s ours now. He’s neutered now, but he’s got some odd habits that came from a life when he used to make baby kitties with other cats. He’s sort of dog-like in that he’s messier, clumsier, and a bit too interested in my fuzzy blanket if you know what I mean. Baxter will be six this year and he’s a black-and-white cat. Tommy and Baxter are both tuxedo cats with white tummies, but Tommy is greyscale and Baxter is black-and-white.
Even though Baxter is our most dog-like cat, Zelda is really our odd duck. A cat with medium-length hair, she spends a lot of time grooming and “posing” since she knows how adorable she is. She’s highly sensitive, and she’s the reason we keep what we call “happy cat smell” going on in the house. It’s this pheromone that supposedly mimics mama cat rubbing baby kittens and is on a plug-in diffuser. Because the house is large, we have three or four of them going and also she gets weird litterbox spaces with newspaper on top because she really has to have her own smell around her to feel completely happy. She’s getting better as she’s lived with us for nearly three years, but it was a rough go for a while. She’s the kind of cat that will pee on clothes left on the floor, but she won’t go out of her way to do this anymore, like she did when we first got her; she gives us a brief window in which to pick up our stuff or she figures she’s good to go. She’s our anxiety cat. We’ve altered our space a lot to accommodate her, and I know few people would do this, but she needs it to feel safe, so we just sort of carry on and do what she needs. She’s quite happy now.