I named him Thomas, after the Aristocats cat. Then his new owner got in the mix and suddenly he was named after me, and Thomas the train engine as well... (Toget = Train in Norwegian)

I have so many blurry photos of this guy... Standing still hasn't always been his style! Gotten less active with the years, but still races around with the best of them at times =) Not sure what he has a go at here, but it is probably a feather.

Boo and Ellen having a cuddle =)

Such an innocent little face! Never mind all the innocent little animals he killed from such a young age...

Mighty (tiny) hunter found a mouse on a stick! Oh boy!

It couldn't go well, and it didn't! Someone always has to fall in.

Figaro was a good dog in a cat body! Awesome on a leash, friendly to people, careful with traffic. A nightmare when he felt like he was too far from home though. He never got the hang of "walking around the block", he always wanted to turn around and go back, even if he was almost seeing our house!

Our gorgeous Sylvester =) With no scratch marks on his nose, for once!

Such sweet faces =)

We had this blue cat tree for a very long time! Sylvester loved it, it could fit his big bum, and wasn't too high, so he could get up to the top with no problem. Well, usually no problem. He had some very funny ways of reaching the top a few times, clawing his way up with a very desperate look on his face.

Flying orange kitten! Wheeee!? Or "WHYYYYY?!"

Sylvester was a good outside cat for a while, but when we moved to our current home he became an indoor cat, and when we let him out on his own, after five years he had turned into such an old grumpy a-hole that he wasn't allowed back out again. He was nasty to absolutely everyone, and never even asked for us to open the front door for him. He was probably more happy with the veranda and easy access to the cat tree! 

The series that eventually made it to the front of the Catpasity book =)

Zimba likes to hold people. And he is not afraid to use claws!

Catnip filled strawberry toy, everyone's favorite from day one!

Not many brain cells in motion here, but a whole lot of cat! Especially fighting under the camera tripod, super smart... Of course it fell over, scaring the living daylights out of both of them.

When the tunnel toy moved outside it became a favorite spot for Figaro. He had claustrophobia, but somehow it felt safe for him to play and hide in this thing. I don't know how he did it, but he could run very fast trough it, and it is not like it was big enough for him to stand up inside.

Some cats fit better in these... We have resorted to buying ones meant for kids now, so they can run trough and not worm their way around. This thing though, had a long, hard life. It is dead now, but lasted many years.

It is hard to remember to tuck the tongue back inside when it's no longer in use!

A magpie on the neighbors roof. OMG. CRISIS! Better yell and chirp and meow until it goes away!