>>3928When I lived with my friend who has 20+ cats at one point we had some odd balls. Here is a list of those that I remember;
1) Name: Tagz
Brown stripped cat. Couldn't meow or speak. Instead he'd stand on his hind paws and "pray" using his front paws. Which was basically stretching them out above his head then quickly pulling them down in an down->up motion. Loved pets. Loved eating. Would regularly jump on top of fridge and pray to the overhead light for some reason only he knows. Died of cancer about 10 years ago.
2) Name: Otep
Small black and white female cat. This was my cat (everyone in the house had at least one). Liked to sit in my lap all day. Found out she was female when she first got pregnant and ballooned into a fat cow. Tried to give birth in my lap. Ruined my pants. Got hit by a car not long after that.
3) Name: Momma cat
Small grey cat that sired many children. Kept all the cats in line. No one fucked with her. Lived to be over 20 years old
4) Name: Tom Boy
Mama's cats husband. Sired many children. Got in a lot of fights with neighborhood cats because he was always looking for fresh poon. Got hit by a car. Once sprayed my leg to be an asshole.
5) Name: Funny Face
A small grey cat with a funny face. Pretty chill. Ate my friend's girlfriend's hampsters after we told her not to bring them in the house. They lasted about a week.
6) Name: Sebastian
A large grey cat with a puffy tail and massive balls. So we named him a corny male name. Then one day he freaked out and was obviously in pain. We couldn't figure out wtf his problem was until he started having kittens. Turns out he was a hermaphrodite and somehow managed to give birth. His kittens didn't make it.
I'm not going to go through all 20+ cats because honestly I can't remember all of the names right now. We shouldn't have had so many cats in one house but my friend is cheap and stupid. When he finally had his first kid they all had to go (excluding a handful that he really liked). Most had gotten hit by cars or died for other reasons by this time though.
I cleaned up the house with my other friend/roommate before he brought the kid home. It was nasty. I had moved out long before this time and the place went to shit in the months after I'd left. There was cat shit everywhere hidden behind everything. We ended up burning more of the furniture.
I really hated eating dinner in that house. You'd sit down with your plate and the cats would form a ring of cats around you. Waiting for any scraps you might throw their way. Then they'd beat the crap out of eat other if you tossed something in their general direction.
I once forgot to put away the catnip when we all left to go into town to do something (probably to buy pot). When we returned they had destroyed the place. I wish I could have been around to see what happened exactly. It looks like a tornado had come through the living room.