Insane Kitties

We have 3 cats...correction, we have 3 insane cats. They are much like children in their craziness, constantly doing things they shouldn't and getting themselves into trouble. A run down of our nutty ones.

Sidney (or Sydney depending on the way I feel that day): Probably the most laid back of the cats, but skittish. Sneeze and he looks terrified and runs away, he's huge (about 15lbs). Jet black with just a touch of white on his tummy. The outdoors is a scary scary place.

Babydoll: she's technically my sisters cat, but guess who she sleeps with? yep that'd be right, me. She the pissy one, she "talks" with a lot of growls and love bites, and sometimes hate bites. How does she love me? let me count the scars.

Arabella: she is truely the idiot savant of catdom. She uses what little bit of grey matter she has to do two things. Get into trouble and beg for food. She loves to look for the "treasure troll", we haven't quite figure out what that is, but apparently its buried someone in between couch cushion's, behind tall bookcases or inside the speakers of the TV.

All of our cats are rescues, Baby from a pound, Sid from a grocery store parking lot when he was barely old enough to survive away from mamma, and Bella when she showed up at our backdoor looking like someone threw her from a car. Maybe that's why thier all nuts, bad experiences in kittenhood. Who knows, but they make us laugh a lot...when we don't want to strangle them.

**Just a bit of inanity since SM was fussing that I hadn't updated /thpttt**