This is the youngest cat of mine and her name is Misty. She’s not that much of a “people cat”. She doesn’t like to be held and she likes to be pet with only one hand. I took this picture about a week ago and this is how small she is. She’s 2 years old😂

This one is my baby boy, Roscoe. He’s my favorite out of the three (I’ll explain why) and he’s the oldest. He’s my favorite because I’ve had him since I was 4 and if I was ever sick, hurt, etc. he’d always be with me until I felt better. He’s lovable but he doesn’t like to be held as often as he used to because he’s getting old (which is very sad for me..) and he worries about how he’s picked up. I’m the only one who can hold him. He lived in the wild before we got him but he was left by his mom because he was the runt of the litter. He is now 10 years old and I love him no matter what♥️

This is my middle cat, Whiskers. We thought Whiskers was a girl when we first got him but then found out by a vet that Whiskers is male. He’s the most lovable and he’s like my shadow. He follows me everywhere. When I get home from school and talk to my mom, Whiskers comes running up to me to say hi. He loves being pet and he loves being held. I call him two faced because half of his face is brown and the other half is white. Misty And Whiskers love each other so much and it’s so cute how they care for each other. Whiskers is obviously not a runt (he’s almost bigger than Roscoe). He is 3 years old