My immediate family have 4 cats -

Wicca, a tortishell smoke moggie. She's actually my mum's cat and she likes to eat my head. She's 13 years old, completely evil and definitely my mother's favourite child!

Boudicea, a jet black moggie with orange lanturn eyes. Boudie is my own cat and she hunts me around the garden, sleeps on my bed and lies on my chest and purrs when I'm feeling sick. I sometimes think she's just waiting for me to die so she can have the bed...

Loveday, a tiny little patchy tortishell belonging to my sister. She's a year old and a real sweetie-pie.

Heese, a huge, doglike tabby with asthma and a broken tail who started as a stray. He drinks out of the toilet, eats gravel, peas, chocolate and coffee beans and he can play fetch!

We live on a farm so we have 3 feral farmcats called Leroy, Jeeves and Dirty Mary. There are at least 5 others who don't have names and move around more.