User:Panini!/Cat Gallery

Here are all of the pictures of of my cats that are everywhere on this site.

Security
My chonker of a cat, Security. We named her Security because she had a little bell collar when she was little, and we wanted to train her to come up to us whenever we called "Security!" I think my dad came up with that one. She's a fat cat, somehow. She doesn't like spending time outdoors but she is morbidly curious, and will cry out from the other side of a door for a very long time until you let her in, where she will then climb something and leave. She's very cuddly, at least with me. The rest of the family aren't so favored, although she does like to be around people all the time.

Stupid (2021-2024, but she's still alive though)
My cat Stupid is a cyprus cat. We named her Stupid because she is an idiot and has stupid behaviors. If it makes you feel better she's more commonly known as Tooty, or Baby Kettens. She had a peeing problem and we had to have her surrendered because she was too high maintenance at the time. Don't worry, she's being trained and re-adopted by another family :). She loves going outside and will spend hours out there. She likes running around the house and pouncing at Security for literally no reason. She's not cuddly in the slightest, except when you pet her in her favorite corner where she likes to rub up against for some reason. She's only cuddly with my sister, who lets her be held like a rabbit.

Security and Stupid
Security and Stupid shared the house together.

Kitty Misie (~2012—2017)
My first childhood cat, Kitty Misie (pronounced Miss-Eye), was originally named Alex but my brother changed it to this meaningless name when we were little. He was an outdoor cat and it safe to roam around in our New York neighborhood. He would spend upwards to days out of the house but would always come back. When we moved to Florida, he went out one day and never returned...

Butter (Status unknown)
I'll look to see if I even have pictures of Butter. He was called Butter at the shelter we got him from and we never changed it. He was adorable but an absolute demon to live with. The reason why we got rid of him was because he destroyed our furniture and curtains, but beyond that he would scratch and claw at you in the middle of the night. Imagine a 6 week old kitten climbing up into your bunk bed somehow and sitting on your stomach all cuddly, so you fall back into a deep sleep. Thirty minutes later the stupid thing is clawing at your bare stomach like some kind of rat torture. We had no choice but to get rid of him, after being neutered so the thing doesn't become a bad influence on the next generation.