Avery and Mudpie are pretty ordinary, though their black fur is so
shiny that it almost casts reflections.  Tigger is an obese lump.

Where they came from?
 Fluffy is the only one actually chosen - she came from a tame rural
colony.
 Spooky came to supper one night and stayed ... twelve years so far.
 Ozy and Millie (and the missing Llewelyn) were the only ones that
could be caught during the cull of a pretty feral farm (ranch,
actually) colony.
 Fleagor the Magnificent showed up at my boss' front door and
wouldn't leave - I took him of their hands.
 Dandy and Maryweather were abandoned at the end of one of the roads
at the edge of town - I took them in because the people who found them
could keep them.
 Snowball was a "moving and can't keep" cat.
 So was Tigger.
 Avery and Mudpie were rejects from a litter - the people didn't want
all the kittens so I took some.
 Mickey isn't my cat, he just lives here (in my living room,
computer, room, bedroom, and lap), and he's not all that good looking.

BTW, Fleagor bit me badly last night.  He was in my lap getting his
ringworm ointment - I decided to get up so I started rising and
reaching in front of him to put the ointment down when he struck again
and again.  I wasn't paying attention: Fleagor and Mickey maintain
what amounts to an armed truce - when they are near each other, the
one that is moving walks very slowly and carefully while the
stationary one is in hair trigger attack mode.  I didn't see Mickey
creeping up to my chair, but Fleagor did.  Ice pack, antibiotic, and
Vicodin time.

Love his name!  and a handsome boy to go with his name.

Charlotte & the kitties