The three tabby troublemakers live in Maryland where they plot new schemes everyday, and enjoy stalking squirrels through the window and sleeping on their humans’ chests during napping hours.
The Gentleman:
Full Name: Guinness
Nickname: The Dignified Mr. Guin, Guinny, Guin Guin
Birthday: May 2006
Background: I was born in the rafters of a barn and was the sole survivor of my litter after my mom was forced to abandon us. I spent my first five months in a no-kill shelter and foster care with a very sweet old lady, until I purred my way into my human’s heart.
Distinguishing features: Grey and black tabby with a ginger belly. Big handsome lagoon green eyes.
Favorite Past-Times: Playing fetch and return, lazy naps in front of the window, squirrel stalking, and bath time.
In His Own Words: I’m not fat, I’m just a big handsome man-cat. Oh, and by the way, I’d really like my own room with a sign on it that reads “No Scouts Allowed”
The Goblin King:
Nickname: Scouter Pout (not my favorite), Goblin, and Baby Cat
Born: Late Sept./early Oct. 2006
Background: I was born under the porch of a nice man’s house and was well taken care of with my family, but the man-human didn’t have enough room for all of us and he took me to work one day back in December 2006. There he found a girl-human that took care of another tabby that looked a lot like me. I fell asleep on her keyboard, knowing this is an adorable way to win a human’s heart, and wouldn’t you know it, she took me home.
Distinguishing Features: Medium fur, gray and black tabby. White eye liner and white lips. Short.
Favorite Past-Times: Snoozing on human laps, stealing shinys and plastics, being held, climbing into boxes and bags, planning escapes, giving humans the guilt trip (I know how to pout and I do it well)
In His Own Words: You know I’m cute. I’m so cute that you can’t stay mad at me, remember? Come on, you know you want to snuggle me and let me lick your nose.
The Little Irish Scrapper:
Nickname: Kitten (Would have been named Merlin, but Daddy said no. Would have been named Pie, but Daddy said no.)
Born: September 2007
Background: I got lost from my mommy in the back woods of northern Harford County. I was starving for days and running from all kinds of big scary animals in the dark. I was cold and skinny as bones. Then one night in November 2007, I heard some humans leaving a house and I started to cry. They dragged me out of my hiding place and took me into a nice warm room with a bowl of food and milk. I ate so fast that I choked. They calmed me down and called me cutie pie all night long. I road home with the two humans that found me and they kept me safe and warm. I have two big brothers who love me and play with me everyday. Scout befriended me first and treated me like I was his baby. Guinny took some time getting use to me, but now we’re best buddies and he teaches me all about squirrel stalking.
Distinguishing Features: They have dubbed me the little Irishman because I don’t have a lot of hair and I’m pale and skinny, and I like to pick play fights. I have gray and black stripes and lots of white patches, including a small blaze of snow on my nose that everyone adores.
Favorite Past-Times: Playing with all the toys, eating, greeting everyone with a “merry little trill” as Mommy calls it, eating, bath time, squirrel stalking, eating.
In His Own Words: I’m so happy. Let’s play now!


I just stumbled across your site and think it’s totaly adorable!!!
I have 9 rescue cats myself, and each one of them has a story to tell.
I look forward to enjoying more of your threesomes adventures!!
thanks
Laurie