Okay, let's see if I can name them all:

There was BooBoo...she was a stray kitty at my mom's apartment complex that we fed. I'm not sure what happened to her, I was very young at the time.

Then, Yoda (named for his huge ears), a yellow DSH, he is still alive and well at the age of 18! Also my mom's.

Then I got my Twinkle, my very own cat that I had to take care of myself. He was a Long Haired gray cat. I think he was a Maine Coon Mix. My dad got him from the Animal Shelter. He ended up having kidney problems at the age of 7 and we had to have him put to sleep...I was devestated!

Jasmine was a gray and white tiger striped kitty. She was a pregnant stray that my mom took in. She gave birth to 4 kittens: Willie, Sammy, Daisy and Callie. Jasmine got hit by a plow in the blizzard of '96.

Of those kittens, I got Callie. She was a short-haired calico. She lived to be only a year old. The vet never new what was wrong w/ her.

And then came Ali. Ali is very much alive and well at 10 years of age.

Sasha was a long-haired tuxedo female. She was one of five kittens born to a barn cat that belonged to someone my mom knew. Sasha was hit by a car about a year ago (this is why my kitties are strictly indoor cats!) and had internal injuries...she had to be put to sleep. She was one of my parents cats.

And Gabby. She got her name because she likes to talk. She is a short-haired tuxedo kitty. She was rescued by someone that I worked w/ that couldn't keep her. She came to them a scrawny 8 pounder w/ scratches all over her little face and now weighes in a wopping 20 pounds!

Shame on me! I almost forgot Jack (bad mommy!) Jack is a DSH...the vet thinks that he is part Siamese, but I also think that he has some Russian Blue in him too.

All of these kitties, although not all mine, hold/have held a very special place in my heart!