Age: 5 Years Sex: Female Weight: 8 lbs.
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Izzie-bell, Izzles, Sweet lil' girl, Strange lil' girl, Stalker, sous chef, chair thief, cuddle-plop, pumpkin, and originally dubbed by her rescuers "Hissy Spitty girl"
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August 29th 2010
Tabby and White
Other cats, shoulder rubs, chair stealing, kitchen work, people-watching, and TV
Fast approaches, being backed into corners, and being kept in a cage
Anything she can carry over to the corner to hoard and anyone else's tail. Her own tail if she's in a box which for some reason means her tail has turned on her!
Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere cuddled with a sibling, in her rocking chair, on Ernie's couch, being held by or curled up in the lap of someone she trusts, preferably with another cat
Izzie likes her Science Diet for kittens and isn't nearly as concerned with her food as she is with closely observing how you prepare your food,
When Izzie was first trapped she was very very scared and reacted to everything with load hisses and spits, often lashing out with lightning speed. She could startle the bravest of people with her little spazz-outs. Thankfully she quit that!
Ernie and Izzie came from a feral colony in an apartment complex currently being managed with the help of Spay and Stay. They were from a very feral family of a mama cat and 4 kittens but small enough that after being fixed there was hope that they could be socialized enough for adoption. I have a history of turning around some tough sells so we got the call and even though we haven't fostered since Dominic we totally caved.
When they first arrived here after the initial recovery from their spay/neuter surgery Izzie was still totally wild. Every move we made she hissed and when we tried to get her from her trap to the dog kennel she sprang loose and made us chase her down for 15 minutes climbing the walls hissing and spitting before we finally got a hold of her with thick gloves and got her in with Ernie. The next day my husband tried to take her out with gloves to wrap in a blanket and hold and she started to wriggle free so I tried to scruff her with my bare hand and got the worst kitten bites I'd ever had resulting in another 10 minute chase around the room to get her back in the cage. We were losing hope that she would ever have a chance of being a house cat but as the days went by she has gotten very comfortable with the indoor environment and a week in was safely letting us pet her ungloved. Since then she has made steady progress and now lets us pet her all around the house and is great at being held, even with just one arm. She's getting to be a very gentle girl even if she's still easily startled. Thankfully she is a very social girl and loves nothing more than to be in the close company of another cat or a person she knows so she is always underfoot now which has done wonders for her bravery in being reached for. She's actually become quite the lap cat!
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Already spayed, microchipped, dewormed, and vaccinated for rabies and distemper.
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|November 20th 2010
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June 20th 2011 7:24 pm
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Exciting development- my days in foster care are coming to a close. Upon the news that my crazy brother Ernest is going to go provide solo entertainment for the nice lady who visited us last week Lucy's and Alfie's new parents have invited me to come join their family! They've got lots of cats besides my wonderful siblings which makes me a happy girl- some of them are bound to return my affections and be at least nearly as cool as uncle Max! ...And they also have 4 dogs. Dogs are those kinda big, loud, cat-ish things, right? I've seen them through the windows, they seem... interesting? But hey, Lucy and Alfie have been living with them for two weeks with no problems. They've even been letting them come into their room for visits. I could be friends with some nice dogs, right? Maybe I could ride on them? Okay, maybe not; I'll fall right off. They don't call me Izzie-plop for nothing!
The important thing is that my beloved brother and sister are there and they tell me that the people are very wonderful and lovable, too. I know my foster parents will only take us to live with people they really like, so I'm sure I'll like them, too! Wish me luck, I'll miss my uncle Max but I'm told he'll be leaving to go back to his home in Canada soon anyways. I'd love to hear from anyone who moved into a new home with nice big doggies and found them to be agreeable!
May 28th 2011 10:56 pm
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After a very nice photo shoot I've just refreshed my page with all new pictures! Don't worry, my baby pictures are still in my expanded photobook- after even more funny picture from my recent shoot, mostly of me fawning over my foster uncle Max. It was a group shot so Alfie and Lucy had some picture restructuring, too, and Ernie will be next.
As far as my "foster progress" goes I'm doing great. From the terrified little beast that showed up here 5 months ago I've matured into a silly but sweet young lady who loves to request permission for landing in your lap, lay down in your lap and get so relaxed I roll right out of it, and then as soon as you stand up I steal your chair and if you want it back you have to tickle my tummy and scoop me up into your arms. It's been quite a metamorphosis! It's safe to say that I am now an affectionate and entertaining house-pet. Now I'm just waiting to find that perfect family, hopefully for me and my brother Ernie.
March 7th 2011 12:36 pm
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I've officially decided that just after watching them cook, the second best way to interact with the people you love is to plop down in their lap and get some pets. It's like if you go in their lap they can't -not- pet you. I like being held more now, too. I can be held for a long time, and apparently more so than the other kittens I just melt in their arms so I'm pretty nice for them to hold as well. I'm lucky to have super soft fur and a nice even distribution of fat which people really seem to love to pet. When I find my forever home I'll be someone's special little slightly skittish but cuddly wuddly little girl. Oh gosh, I can't believe I just said that. Three months ago I was determined not to get involved with these "people" things and just run around like a maniac playing with the little toys they had provided me. And just a few weeks ago when we all went to get our baby teeth worked on (mine fell out a few days before and the foster parents didn't check before dragging me there!) I escaped in the vet clinic and got a reputation for being the little hellion they had to chase down... But I guess I'm kind of a closet sweetie!
In other news I've figured out a great way to get your humans' attention when you run out of water ahead of schedule. See... my brother Ernie thinks it's real funny to dunk his big paws in the water dish and splash it everywhere or brother Alfie drags his Barbie doll into the dish and her hair soaks up all the water and then the mess evaporates and we're waterless and I get real thirsty! Our water dishes are big heavy ceramic bowls, so I came up with a way to bring lots of attention to them when they are empty. What you do is lay down next to a bowl and wrap your arms around it. Then you hold on tight and wriggle, dragging it towards your humans, making all sorts of noise! The sound of the bowl when you drop it between wriggles is very loud and peculiar so they take notice pretty quickly and come fix the problem before you're even a quarter of the way to them. I've heard that big dogs will often pick their empty bowls in their mouths and bring it to their masters to get a refill, but we kitties don't need big strong dog mouths to take matters into our own paws!
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