Greyson - ~18y silver tabby shorthair male cat. The old man of the mountain. Full name: Greyson Frostworthy the First And Only. Small now, due to CRF and lost muscle, but the others will only play with him, never mess with him. I don't know why. But then, I don't mess with him, either.
Kuro - ~16y black shorthair male cat. Grey in his whiskers. This is the one that at puberty decided I was the incarnation of evil stealing his beloved mistress away.
He's fidgety and skittish but his purr can be a roar when he's happy. For him, petting is a two way process.
Pupuli - 3y brown tabby medium hair female. She outmasses each of the gentlemen, and is desperately trying to achieve Kuro's second place in the hierarchy. A bit neurotic, and loves to rub my beard. This is the one that got scared by a phone call at 2 AM (which we were expecting) and landed on my face, foreclaw in my eyelid. She'd like to go outside because it's not inside, and because the idea of chasing birds off the lawn intrigues her. That the crows are bigger than her doesn't seem to enter into her thoughts at all.
