Socks: The Eldest and the Tabby of the Group, he has gotten more playful over the years and moreso after the unfortunate demise of his surrogate sister. He spends his days, napping, eatting and running from the smallest cat in the bunch
Binx: Whom I have declared the Cat whom can double as a miniture horse. He is somewhat of a special needs cat. He came to me with a severe eye infection that sadly has effected his eye to this day, it does not deter him, it just has given him quite a cute quirk, his nickname is Winky Binxy. He also spends his time, napping, headbutting me (usually in the nose) begging for treats, and like socks running from the smallest cat of the bunch, or chasing said smallest cat in the bunch
Salem: The smallest of the trio is a Rabbit, disguised as a cat, her secret mission is to cause as much mayhem as possible while capturing all the fluffy balls she can to take back to her den of evvvvilllll. She spends her days monitoring the house, chasing Binx and Socks, walking like a turtle in front of me, and whining when she doesn't see me
I will be soon getting another cat as having three is very weird after having four for many years. Coco, whom passed was a Tortie, and due to a much needed assist from a neighbor, she ended up dying of fright. She was the best cat a girl could ask for. I did not include a picture of her due to the painful reality of her death had caused. She was however a chocolate tortie, who backtalked, and demanded attention