The 1st pic is of Alyosha my 5 month old Chocolate Pt. Siamese. He is a joy. I couldn't have asked for a better kitty. He is super, super affectionate; always wants to be on my lap or riding around on my shoulder. He is a Siamese so no big surprise that he is very talkative. He loves to play fetch and his favorite toy's are the handles I snip off of shapping bags. He is constantly purring. I think his purrer is stuck in the 'on' position. The 2nd picture is of Alyosha cuddling with his best buddy, 11 yr old Everest. Alyosha immediately took a liking to Everest and always wans to lay with him or on him. Teh 3rd pic is of Everest. I have had him for 11 yrs. He was thrown from a moving car when he was 6 months old and I found him on the sidewalk, his leg broken in two places from the impact and his knee was shattered a few weeks earlier from what docs thought has a kick. He had two operations and a steel pin put in his leg and 11 yrs later he is just fine. Everest and I have a very special bond. He is a quirky cat with a big personality. He loves to have conversations with me and he 'catches' dirty socks and parades around with them yowling. He has own little hamper now because we got sick of him digging through ours all the time. He spoons with me everynight when we go to bed. He is always close - either on my lap, touching me or laying near-by. The 4th is Fossey. We adopted her from a kitty rescue. She is a little over a year old. She was dumped in Central Park when she was only a few days old and was bottle-fed at the shelter. She is independent, very smart, plays fetch and she is our patroller. She makes her rounds to secure the perimeter and make sure we are all safe and sound. And the last picture is Mao. He too was dumped in a park with his siblings. We found homes for them but I fell in love with Mao and kept him. He is very gentle, shy, sweet and just cute. He has a magnificent bushy tail and long, fluffy fur. He prefers to hang bank and observe rather than participate. He comes to bed with me every night to take his place on my chest and kneads the pillow until he decides to retire to his basket on the dresser. I am very fortunate to have such well-mannered, affectionate kitties who all get along together. People think I am nuts when I tell them I have 4 cats. I think they are nuts for thinking it is nuts. I cannot imagine coming home from work everyday and not having all 4 of them lined up waiting for me. I can't imagine waking up in the morning with out a few warm kitty bodies pressed up against me.