Well, the kitchen cat(s) are really our two rescue cats, Minion and Grumpy. Though, when I take them to the vet I tell them Grumpy’s name is Tess so that they don’t think I’m a bad pet owner.
Update: I lost my beautiful Grumps, the love of my life to cancer in January 2013.
They’re extremely fussy and won’t eat roast chicken. Or even bacon. (I should really get a dog.)