I have five cats, all ex-ferals. Allen, Rachel and Meghan are three-year-old siblings, and Spencer and Heather are only a year old and also siblings. I no longer foster kittens because I clearly have issues letting them go.
Allen and his sisters lost their other brother, Ollie, in the 2007 pet food poisoning. Since then, I've been obsessed with feline nutrition and am now a member of the Feline Nutrition Education Society. My cats now eat only fresh, raw frankeprey and whole prey products.
Here are my beloved furfaces:
Allen (my best friend and a total lover - he drools when I pet him)
Rachel (my front-door greeter, everyone who visits gets welcomed by her)
Meghan (a shy kitty; visitors never see her, but she sleeps w/me @ night)
Spencer (the only cat I've ever met that actually sleeps on my pillow w/me - but there's still a lot of feral left in this guy, I dread our first vet visit!)
Heather (funny, friendly - in a drive by pet me kind of way - and as crazy as she looks in the pic)