Hello there ladies and gents. I live in a small apartment in the fair land of Pennsylvania with two roommates, two cats, a snake, and my roommate's budgies. I also work at a pet store. So I can't escape from critters, not that I'd want to!
My cats are Marcus, a shiny black cat who had three homes before coming to me. He belonged first to a hoarder, then to my cousin who said "I don't want this cat anymore, I don't like cats" then to my parents, a temporary home, then to me. He's an absolute love with no attention span and the propensity for being insanely adorable. He also had a struvite crystal episode in February.
Galen, the other cat, is a Siamese/Russian blue mix with major issues. He was abused before he came to me, and as a result is anxious, face shy, and grooms excessively. He cuddles with me and my roommate but hates everyone else. He also GREATLY DISAPPROVES of much of human activities. We're pretty sure he's a super genius that could do nuclear physics if he had thumbs.
Rest in peace - Dukhat, who died in November after only a year of life. He was a gorgeous, handsome, and utterly stupid Maine Coon who died of HCM. I will never forget him, will always miss him and love him, my beautiful boy. He had a future in the show ring. He and Galen had an epic romance.