Variety Cats

All three of us are different kinds of cats.  Even though some cat-moms have a variety of kittens, Kate, Kasey and I all had different cat-moms. I am by far the most handsome since I am an orange tabby, but I'm also NOT an orange tabby. To begin with, I am more tan than orange, and I have very few stripes It was because I reminded Her of a cup of coffee-the-drink with cream in it that She gave me the name Coffee. I like my name, partly because it is nice and easy, and partly because She loves coffee a really lot. Sometimes, when we are having a snuggle and a chat, She calls me Cofs for short. I don't mind. I'm sorry to say that to me, Kasey is not as beautiful as He thinks she is.  Her fur is a lot of different colors. You might mistake Kasey for a gray tabby, but when you look closely, you see spots of orange, and she has this one cream-colored paw. He thinks Kasey is beautiful, but I think he is blinded by love. I know, and She knows that Kasey is a tortoiseshell cat, and those cats are just a mash-up of colors. Our latest sister, Kate is - well - interesting to look at. Sometimes Kate looks gray, sometimes silver. It depends how she arranges herself in the light. Kasey and I have pink pads on our paws, but Kate's are purple, and while her color is solid, her tail has faint rings on it. Strange. Very strange. Her ears are bigger than ours, and her face is more pointy. Kate tends to look a little angry most of the time, but I think it is the way her face is made. Anyway, we are three different cats with different looks. I would tell you about our personalities, but I am the only one who is normal. At least I think so. TTYL, friends.