Two cats. Maud is often called Poop, Poop Machine, and Poop Cat. She spends her days hiding under our couch, occasionally coming out to eat, and climbing on us when we play Smash Brothers. She doesn't like being picked up. She squirms around until her claws find arm or sleeve, all the while going, 'Mrowuh!' She does this thing where it's like a little exhale at the end of her mrow, thus forming the uh at the end. Maud is skinny, but is a lovey kitty.
Rosie is the crazy one.
We often call her simply Kitty, Rosiecat, Rosita Kitita, and Cat. Rosie enjoys perching on windowsills and piles of clothing. She's been known to be a sweet kitty and rub against your foot one moment, then decide you look tasty and try and eat that foot. She doesn't like having her tummy rubbed. Nor does she like Maud.
We don't want our cats outside. Although they used to be outdoors cats, I would feel terrible if something happened to them.