Chip - R.I.P.
When Chip wandered into our yard in 1997, he was so scrawny that he looked like a cartoon chipmunk; all head and not much body. Hence the name. Always ready for a lap and a cuddle, Chip was one of the gentlist, sweetest cats we've ever known. Chip passed at 4:30pm on March 28, 2006 from complications of old age kidney failure.

After watching Chloë go unadopted for several weeks at the local vet, we finally cracked and adopted her on St. Valentine's day, 2006.

Gracie - R.I.P.
Gracie was the only cat we got on purpose. We rescued her from the pound in October 1994 and never regretted it for a minute. She was a truly exceptional cat who brightened the lives of everyone who knew her. We said goodbye to Gracie at 8:45am on April 16th, 2005.

KittyBoy - R.I.P.
Lifelong companion to KittyGirl, KittyBoy followed her into our lives as soon as she clued him in to the free food and medical care. KittyBoy rejoined KittyGirl on September 23, 2004.

KittyGirl - R.I.P.
KittyGirl was our first cat. In 1993, she used her good looks and feline wiles to secure regular meals and warm beds for herself and KittyBoy. She lost her battle with lymphoma on February 12, 2004.

In March, 1994, KittyBoy showed up with his mostly feral and fully pregnant teenage girlfriend, MiniKitty, who deposited a litter of kittens in our backyard one month later. For this reason, she's more commonly known as "Mom Cat".

MonkeyFace ("Monkey" for short) is a big lovable goofball. He's convinced that he's simply the handsomest cat on earth. We don't like to shatter his illusions. (or just "Monster") is our latest addition. At first she was named for her sometimes aggressive nature, but now her name also suits her jumbo size. She's what the vets call an "easy keeper".

Daughter of MiniKitty, sister to Stinker, Puffball (a.k.a. "Puffy") was named for her long fluffy fur and rounded shape.

Daughter of MiniKitty, sister to Puffball, Stinker frequently lives up to her name by harassing the other cats when they stray too far into her territory without her leave.

Tigger - R.I.P.
Tigger was a pathetic wretch when we found her living under our front deck. Mostly blind and declawed, she never mixed much with the other cats, preferring the company of people and the quiet life in her library hideaway. Tigger succumbed to complications of liver cancer on August 10, 2004.