Toby, our orange cat. Check out his polydactyl feet (I wrote an article about that once...)
Eku, our African Wildcat. She has sabre-tooth tiger teeth. And matted fur. Because she has sabre-tooth tiger teeth.
Yep, finally got a picture of Stripe, our eighteen-year-old granddad of a cat, here nesting in front of Jeff's workstation and guarding the only kind of mouse he knows. Please don't tell him that he has no stripes. Update: The old man died in July 1999. I really miss him.
My sole-surviving but rather ancient newt (who is not, by the way, a cat.)