my cats

hazel date of birth: july 15, 2014 sex: female lore (boring): she's a flame point siamese and my mom's friend has her brother, spencer. she's very affectionate and likes to be hear people and sit on our laps. one time she ran away from home for a day, and came back with a huge cut on her leg that was bleeding a lot. lore (real): that time she ran away, she got scouted as a model. her modeling career was brief, but if you search "flame point siamese" on google, all the images that come up are of her. she ended her modeling career after she was attacked, and decided to live a peaceful life as a biologist. likes: phoebe, gina, chest rubs, sitting on peoples laps and chests, watching my sister do her biology homework, using fischer's litter box dislikes: fischer, judson, when she's sitting on someone's chest and they swallow

fischer date of birth: who knows LMAO he was feral sex: male lore (boring): he's an ex-feral who was rescued when he was about 3 years old. we initially volunteered to foster him until he was socialized, but it took months for him to come out of hiding. we decided it was cruel to adopt him out and have him go through all that stress again, so we kept him. lore (real): you know that time hazel came home and needed stitches on her leg?? yeah, she was attacked by fischer. that's why she hates him so much now. likes: hazel, judson, solitude, smacking people dislikes: sudden movements, cages, anything unusual/unexpected

judson date of birth: april 17th, 2023 sex: male lore (boring): he's gina's brother! they were both feral kittens, rescued and put out for adoption after their mother, giselle, was TNR'd. they have one brother and two sisters that haven't been adopted yet. judson didn't come with a name, so we named him after the street he was found on. lore (real): we haven't unlocked any of his lore yet... likes: fischer, gina, watching tv (especially nature shows), freeze fried minnows, wand toys dislikes: sudden movements, pâté

gina date of birth: april 17th, 2023 sex: female lore (boring): she's judson's sister! they were both feral kittens, rescued and put out for adoption after their mother, giselle, was TNR'd. they have one brother and two sisters that haven't been adopted yet. gina came with her name, and it was very beautiful and fitting so we kept it. lore (real): she has a rap career and her street name is lil' g. she thinks she's fooling us with the name gina (the suffix -ina means "little" in italian) but we see right through her bleached bangs and tatted sleeves. likes: judson, hazel, spring toys, eating judson's food, cat grass, stealing small objects and hiding them dislikes: pâté

date of birth: early september (we celebrated on labour day)
sex: female
lore (boring): she was a barn cat and my mom's friend adopted her brother, duke.

lore (real): phoebe was the first ever woman. she is womanhood itself, and she is widely regarded as the blueprint for femininity. if femininity is a perpetual performance/imitation of an imaginary, "ideal," woman, phoebe is that woman.

phoebe spent her early days incarnated as a woman named eve, working as as a carrot farmer in the garden of eden. her 9000 lives took various forms across every era. she was the female cat brought onto noah's ark, and the brown tabby that slept in the manger with jesus that night:

and so it came to pass that a husband and wife journeyed to the small town of bethlehem, as the king had decreed that all the people stand to be counted in the small towns and teeming cities from whence they came. the journey was long and hard for both, but especially for the young wife, who was very near to bringing her child into the world.

when they at last reached the crowded and noisy town, the expectant father searched for an inn where they could rest and where the child could safely be born. but at every door, he was told there was no available room. finally, one innkeeper, though having no space left in his inn, took pity on them and offered them shelter in the small stable used by his animals.

it was there that the child was born, surrounded by beasts of the field. as the night’s cold grew, the baby fretted and cried while his parents pondered how to make him comfortable. his father tried stuffing straw into the open places in the walls, and his mother tried warming him with her meager wrappings. but still, the baby cried on.

all the while, a tiny kitten watched from the corner. “of course the little baby is cold,” she thought. “it has no fur to keep it warm! i will give it mine, and i will lullaby-purr it to sleep.”

the little cat jumped into the manger where the baby lay. there, she quietly gave her humble gift of warmth and love, gently stretching out her thin, fragile little body over the baby’s, careful to cover all but the infant’s face. the crying was soon replaced by soft purrs and coos, and slowly, the infant smiled.

as mary, the new mother, witnessed this gift to her child, she touched the little cat’s forehead.

“thank you, little tabby, for your gift of love and warmth. as a sign of my grateful blessing, you and all your descendants will forevermore carry my initial on your forehead.”

and to this day, tabby cats are known by the remarkable “M” on their foreheads, and by their extraordinary gifts of love, so gently given. (source)

now, phoebe lives as an angel in heaven. she loves to play with jesus and sit in mary's lap. the flowers are beautiful and edible, the pleasantness of their scent are far beyond the limits of our earthly comprehension.