Josefien: Quite special she
was. We got her from a "cat hospital" and yes sir, she is in
perfectly good health. Unfortunately, that information turned out to
be, um, suspect. She had a lot of serious diseases, and the vet gave
her 3 months to live. Needless to say we were quite pleased that she
did see her 5th birthday, through a lot of care and vet visits.
She passed away in 2000.
Romeo: The black one. We got him in
1992, together with (OK, we lacked a bit of inspiration there) Julia.
He never really got on with the other cats, and since we didn't exactly
appreciate his wee-wee actions in our house, he happily lives in our
garden. We suspect he sometimes balances his food groups with some fish.
Does he look mean or what ?
Julia: Smallest cat of them all, but nonetheless
a very strong critter. Our biggest nightmare is having to catch her to go to the vet, as it
always ends up in hospital *Very*
nervous little thing. She does talk to us all day long though ...
Update 18/02/2002 : at the age of 10, Julia was put to
sleep after loosing 2 kilos in 4 days, leukemia ...
Brutus: Heaviest cat of them all...
We inherited him when my mum died, and boy are we glad *cough* that we got him. None of the other
cats talk to him anymore, as he always attacks them. He's so stupid even I noticed. But hey, he's
here, he's happy.
Archibald: The cutest ... he's the only "brand" cat of
the bunch. A Maine Coon if you're into that stuff. Family clown, gives us lots of presents.
Attention span is smaller than that of our goldfish. He can look cute or dangerous on demand.
Here he's trying to blend in with the scenery.