
So, my life is pretty much my cats. So I will introduce them to you.
Tobey: I picked him up from the SPCA when he was 4 months old. I was still living in my parents house (because I was in highschool) so he became a family cat. He's is a adorable grey tabby with target swirls on his side. He has his own unique personality. He's very c
uddly and comes to the song What's new pussy cat, whether you sing it or whistle. I left him with my parents when I went off to university because I was living in residence where pets aren't allowed. As much as I love him, he's now my dad's cat. Tobey will still cuddle and love me when i'm here, but he's completely, and utterly, bonded with my dad. I still call him "my cat" but he will forever live with my parents. I couldn't part him and my dad.
Artemis: She's pretty much a demon. She's hyperactive and likes things on her schedule. She cuddles, gets petted, but only when she wants it. If you try to pet her and she's not cool about it, she'll bite you (not too hard, but hard enough to tell you to eff off). She's a grey and white shorthair kitty that

I got off Kijiji. Her personality is that of a psychotic kitty. Even though she drives me nuts with her paper ripping, chewing, and scratching, I love her to pieces. She was such a nice little kitten, n
ow she's a pain in my a**.
Apollo: I got him as a companion for Artemis. He's a chocolate sealpoint siamese cross. He's also a chicken sh**. He's scared of anything and everything. He is also a one person cat, with the sweetest personality. He loves to cuddle (but only with me), and sleeps on my pillow at night. He's still a baby, 4 months old. He's a bit of a medical problem (mostly with his bowels) and i've had to switch his (and Artemis') food to something more expensive -- but he's totally worth it.