All About Cats

Early in the month of August, 2006, Nana took Olivia on a walk, and when they came back, there was a small, deserted kitten on our steps. We took it in, and named him Winston (after Winston Churchill). At the time he looked like a little runt, but now he's outgrown his "kitten-hood" friend, Katarina (after Katarina von Bora), who was bigger than him when they were young, and has shown the other cats that he's the boss, but they don't really care. [Editors Note: Katarina was a large black kitten who showed up at our house two days before Winston did... Unfortunately, she died an unnatural death back in May, from something that's still unidentified.] Here is Winston a few weeks after we found him, and very wet after his monthly bath in the sink...


















And here he is a few days ago....


















Also featuring....



















Katarina...Winston's Ex-playmate. :'(

And Alexander (the Great)











Hmm....how to word this? He's a pure-bred blue-point Birman. Bored.










Olivia and Ophelia.....and yes, we get their names confused all the time ("did anyone clean up Olivia's hairball yet?"). ;-)



(Posted by Ruby, with Dad additions...).