This is Tiger. We got him when I was in third grade and he lived for more than eighteen years. Single greatest cat I ever knew. I'm not really a cat-guy, I'm a dog-guy... but Tiger, he was something else.

This is Digit. He isn't my cat, he's my sister's cat. Digit likes to sleep in sinks. He got his unusual name because he was born with a number of extra toes on each foot, each of which had to be surgically removed so that he'd be able to walk correctly. He's a very friendly cat in spite of his "Whatta you lookin' at??" expression in this photo.

This is Easter. I had my first experience with debilitating surgery in '95 and I couldn't leave my apartment much at all for months afterwards. Since I lived in an apartment and couldn't have a dog, my sister got me Easter as a get-well present. I really got attached to this little cat. She only lived three years, though. She died of liver failure for some reason. I spent several hundred dollars trying to keep her alive, and the vet tried everything he could think of short of an actual liver transplant, but it wasn't meant to be.

This is our current cat, Anne Murray. She's named for the singer of the same name, and I can't remember why. Anne Murray lives in our basement. She isn't allowed out in the rest of the house because she insists on doing number two on the carpet instead of in her litter box. And she's not allowed outside because she was declawed when we got her, so she'd be dog food in a matter of hours if she got out. So she spends her time in the basement, usually all alone, hopefully eventually figuring out why.

This is Inky. He looks like a cat to me. He's here as a way of sneaking in one last copyright violation for the week.

Have a good weekend, everyone!

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