My 'lovely' cats

When I moved from flat to the house I had a dog for 14 years. We moved in during the winter and later that year he died of old age. I was so sad that I decided to get a cat since getting a new dog was unthinkable at that time (I was just too sad). I got a midnight black male cat and called him Hector. I was happy that I had only one cat and since he was a male I figured that the number of cats wouldn't change. Oh boy was I wrong. Next summer he brought home his pregnant mistress. I was angry but also soft hearted and couldn't refuse food to the woman in need. That's how I got three more cats - a mother, a daughter and a son. Those two were miniature replicas of their parents. Boy - named Blacky had black fur and a girl - named Grey was well, grey with tiger marks on it. After a few months the mother past away from, what was established later, an old age.
So, I present you my cat family:

Hector

Blacky

Grey

As you can see, the boys are better models then girls - she just couldn't stop grooming herself :)