All three of mine are rescues. The first tabby was found at the age of two weeks. I raised him from a bottle. He is known as my second son. Then the tuxedo is a bruiser.more dog than cat.
The third is a girl. A runt no one wanted. She is my Tom boy Tom cat.
She beats up the boys all the time. Can’t stop playing.
They’re family.
We have a small female gray tabby female who rules the roost among all our cats. (Don’t think she’s ever looked in the mirrow and seen how small she is ( LOL) She once whipped our huge tomcat’s butt, pinned him up in a room and wouldn’t let him out. Every time he’d try for the door, she’d box his ears. Never did find out what the argument was about. LOL