Why yes, I do have cats

This is Henry, after Henry VIII. He has that kind of attitude. He adopted me outside my classroom on day. I had found out that he had been hanging around campus for a couple of weeks before he found me. I bought a house because of him. My apartment didn't allow cats. He is photogenic as fuck! He will give love bites to wake me up to feed him. Brushy time after I get out of the shower because he demand it. Jumps on vanity and meows until I brush him.

Mary, as in Henry the VIII 1st daughter. She was the runt and isn't very big. Found her outside the local home improvements ( buying stuff for the new house that I bought because of Henry) store being given away by a very pleasant older lady.
She is getting fat. She eats Henry's food. Henry is finally tolerating her. She enjoys licking me at 3am for fun. Face, lips, up the nose, just for fun. She also enjoys playing catch and the bathtub.

This is the closest I have ever seen them sleep. This is not a lovey-dovie couple. They rough house around bed time and enjoy keeping me up.