The Kings of the Cass Jungle:

Here's Chloe -- my tuxedo cat that we adopted long ago when I worked at the zoo & she was found bone-thin and shivering in the train station one February morning. She's quite the fat & happy cat now.

Here's my Kayto (I adopted him during the OJ trial and named him after the shaggy-haired Kayto Kaelin). My husband calls him cat-dog because this cat thinks he's a dog. Meows at the door to go out. Drinks out of the toilet. Prefers to poo in the great outdoors. Cats may have nine lives, but Kayto's got to be down to about 2 now. He's been through a lot - including having been partially paralyzed for a couple of months a few years ago after a ladder fell on his back (yup..he was trying to climb the ladder). If you catch his coat in the right light, you can see he has stripes.