This is Nero, who was our loving, docile childhood kitty. He was something of a novelty for me while growing up: I used to love telling other kids I had a totally black cat at home. It made me feel so fearless, like I could break a hall of mirrors without retribution.
And this is Pita (which, um, stands for pain in the...ya know) -- far more high-maintenance, but still very much all about his humans.
Happy Friday the 13th!