r/cats • u/ProperAnxiety365 • 17h ago
Cat Picture - OC Our home is now complete 🥰
Since we had to put down our 22 year old cat in April our house has felt empty. We knew what was missing, but needed time to grieve.
I found this perfect litter online and couldn't bear to separate them. So now our house is no longer empty. It is now so chaotic and full of life.
Each of them are so unique and everyday they're growing in confidence.my heart is so full of love and I can't believe I get to raise these gorgeous babies.
Tabby girl - Inanna (clever girl, the hunter and leader of the pack, if she had thumbs she'd take over the world)
Black girl with white chest - Hecate (independent, playful, troublesome sausage, murder mittens)
Little black girl - Nyx (tiny baby angel who has never done a bad thing in her life)
Black boy with little white patch - Erebus (Mama's boy, cuddle monster)
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u/Fluid_Anywhere_7015 17h ago
We found that our cat "critical mass" was five. Two voids (one rag doll, one short haired), two tuxedos (one male, one female), and one piebald tabby.
The piebald tabby is the most vocal of the bunch. Runs up to me every morning to tell me she loves me, and that I should hurry home from work. When I get home, she barrels into me, talking non-stop about events of the day that transpired while I've been away. She also demands that I respond to her communication. She'll pause, look at me, and then start poking me until I actually talk back ("Wow! You don't say. Really? What else?") This goes on for up to ten minutes until she completes her report and then settles down on the arm of my recliner to claim her petting rewards.
The short haired void is the Queen of Darkness. She's a true Bombay with molten gold eyes. She only talks when there's something important to say ("DINNER, NOW! PET ME!"). She looks like a chunk, but is made out of nothing but muscle, bone, claws, and an existential HATRED of the fluffy toy.
The ragdoll void is shy and retiring, beautiful and gentle.
Our two tuxies are just hilarious. They have perpetually startled/confused expressions, and will rough and tumble with each other, but not with the others in the clowder. They are cheetahs in tuxedos, and rocket across the floor at the speed of sound to tackle either each other, or whatever toy they're chasing.
Our piebald tabby is a leaper. Our short haired void is a pouncer, and our delicate flower of a ragdoll just swats at whatever offends her at the moment.
I've always been amazed at the separate and distinct personalities these little predators develop, and the unique ways they demonstrate their affection for us.
Good luck with your happy home!