Cooper is another rescued cat. When he was approximately four weeks old, he was found at the Memphis "Cooper-Young Festival" and taken to the booth manned by my vet. It was love at first sight, and of course, L.C. needed company! I hadn't had Cooper home much more than a week when he got sick and had to see the vet again. Poor baby! She said he had "garbage gut", gave him antibiotics, and he recovered quickly. Fully grown, Cooper is still a relatively small cat compared to L.C.

One of Cooper's favorite things to do is play "King of the Mountain" -- the "mountain" being some part of my anatomy when I'm asleep. He gets on the highest part of me he can find, then dive bombs my feet. I'm instantly awake!

Cooper is also my "alley cat". I learned not to leave groceries, especially loaves of bread or rolls, on the kitchen table. He eats through the plastic wrapper and munches on the bread!

L.C. and Cooper are best buddies.

Sy is a gray and white tabby and has enormous eyes! (My veterinarian's assistant, who has show cats, says he's a blue and white tabby and think's he's beautiful!) He is one of the most affectionate, even tempered cats I have ever known. His litter was on the way to the animal shelter when Tom found him and decided Katy needed a companion. Good choice! He is a real sweetie, laid back and loving -- has to be to get along with Katy!

When Tom and I decided L.C. and Cooper should move in with Kitty and Sy and form a blended cat family, it was an adventure. The diary of their interactions I intended to keep didn't last. Suffice it to say, that for the first couple of days, my two cats stayed under the bed, only venturing out to eat and poop. On about the third day, they became more bold and ventured out farther and longer. After a little more than a month, L.C. decided he was king. Of course Kitty's the queen! She is Katy -- Katherine The Great! L.C., Cooper, and Sy quickly became friends, but poor Kitty still feels betrayed! She'll come around eventually.

Mom and Cindy