This is Meringue.
Her kittens (all grown up now) are beautiful too.
(Walnut is the darkest-looking one, Five-Spice is the calico, Vanilla — who used to be much lighter — is the front one, and Praline, the only boy, is the orange one.)
Prior to their arrival we had four black and white cats, two gray and white, one all-black, and one tortie. And then all this diverse fur entered our lives. About the only things these five cats have in common is some measure of striping and some measure of orange, both of which were barely represented in our first eight cats.
Also, no one had belly spots!
Or a dark nose!
Or leopard spots!
And the collective tail stripes were much less obvious!
For some reason I started referring to them mentally as the kittykins, although I’m not usually that cutesy. But I was away from home and missed them, and they weren’t quite kittens anymore. So that’s kind of their family name.
I think Meringue is happy here.