I have four cats, and my room mate has two, so six total. I hope to get some pet rats soon.

Anyway, here they are.
Scummy - the first cat I was allowed to have in years (we'd lived with my mom's jerk allergic-to-cats boyfriend for a long time), she's a calico and a total jerk. I love her, but she's violent and pissy. Whenever I leave for any amount of time, she poops all over my bed and pees on my clothes (she seems to know which clothes I have to handwash and goes for those). She's currently missing, but I know she's alive somewhere (probably with some rich old lady) and so I still call her mine.

The Cheat - another calico, she's mildly insane. She freaks out a lot and thinks she's in heat even though she's fixed. She wont sleep with me anymore because she's obsessed with my old bed (which I gave to my room mate) and sleeps there.

Ringo - Someone found Ringo and Skunk wandering around without a mother when they were very little, so they brough them to my neighbor and I got them as my own. Ringo is very large for a cat, and we call him the stoner. He sleeps constantly and we can move him all we want without bothering him, then he randomly freaks and runs around to play. He likes to lick my feet/face when I'm asleep and it drives me nuts.

Skunk - Ringo's sister (we call them poofs, cause they looked like poofs of fur when they were little). They both like to drink out of the sink (all my cats love to drink from the toilet), and they give me kisses and sleep with me all the time. I like to wear Skunk around my neck. Oh, and her name is Skunk because she's all black and had terrible gas when she was a kitten.

The Shmease - My room mate's evil cat. She's licked most of her fur off and is really aggressive and violent, but she loves me now for some odd reason.

Kiley - Room mate's other cat, she's just a fatty.