Tiger gets jealous of Sylvie and Jack, so he likes to bite them. Usually he goes for the jugular. But he likes to sniff Sylvie's butt, too. I believe a bizarre love triangle will develop when they come of age. Black Jack is just too cool. Tiger never stops. He is sitting on my lap now and is trying to attack the cursor. Pretty Sylvie sleeps a lot and has a thing for beanie babies and the other assortment of soft toys in my room. Talking about the soft toys in my room made me sound like a dumbass. Tiger's whiskers are growing out really well. I'm in love with all of them, but I think I love Black Jack the most. I have a soft spot for Sylvie 'cause she's the only girl, but I also have a soft spot for Tiger because he was abused. So maybe I love all of them equally. They all make that funny sound when they jump down from somewhere, eg my bed. Sylvie tolerates Tiger enough to curl up with him, but Jack is more of a loner.(He's so cool!) He's just as friendly as the other two though. They're all super-powered purring machines. Jack likes to wake me up in the morning by meowing mournfully. I know you will say that's because he's looking for you. Anyway, he'll come up to me and beg for attention. Actually, they all do that, but Jack does it every morning. Having them here helps me get through missing you. I want you to come home, but that means I'll have to give them back! They make me happy, mainly because I've never had 3 such loveable super-powered purring machines before. I'm writing this because I couldn't possibly tell you all this in our 4-minute conversations. Damn call plans.