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Nicknames: Callie! (cause Jean is my middle name), Calico Cat, Sweetie
Kitty Complexion:
Activeness
sleepy
very active
Intelligence
silly
genius
Curiosity
not curious
very curious
Friendliness
timid
affectionate
Vocal
not vocal
very vocal
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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed
Coloration: Calico
Likes: Batting around anything that I can move, bird watching, and bringing home a baby rabbit every spring, turning it loose in the house and watching my mom try to catch it.
Pet-Peeves: My brother pouncing on me or taking away my toys
Favorite Toy: Pipe cleaners, fuzzy balls, pipe cleaners and catnip mice. Did I mention pipe cleaners?
Favorite Nap Spot: Any place with pillows or cushions, my mom's lap, the cat tree. mom's bed
Favorite Food: I am eating Innova Adult Dry right now. Don't care much for seafood favors and I hate canned food.
Skills: I play fetch and I'm pretty good at catching my fuzzy balls mid-air. I'm also leash trained.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: I was visiting friends at the farm next to my brother's farm the day after my father's funeral. When I went to leave, the 5 year old daughter (Libby) of one of my friends said very sweetly, "I have kittens for sale. Do you want to see them?" I was hesitate as I have some allergies but not wanting to disappoint Libby I agreed to go to the barn to see the kitties. The youngest litter had 4 siblings that were around 4 months old. There were 3 shorthair females of which one was a calico and the other 2 were black with white markings. The one male had long hair white with a few black markings that was promised to someone already. I picked up the calico and found her to be very friendly and playful. Libby's grandfather (my father's best friend) guaranteed she would be real good at purring. One of Libby's aunts suggested I could name the kitten Callie. So after everyone in the family had given me all the reasons why I should take the calico kitten, I asked Libby how much did she want for it. "Oh nothing," she said. "I'm just selling them." Well at that price, you just can't say no, so Callie came home with me.
Bio: First Day Home
The first thing mom did when she got me home was to give me a bath. I had so much farm dust on me, mom was sneezing a lot. Yuck! Baths = water and I hate getting in water, but mom persisted and got me clean and dry. Mom had tried to get all the stains in my white areas out, but couldn't get one spot on my tummy out. To this day I still have that stain. Guess what mom! That's a tiny spot of orange hair!
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: Ready, Set, POUNCE!
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Things have not been the same since this Thai kitty showed up last July. I cannot tell you how much a loath her. Velvet learned her place with me. PJ, well is PJ. We just ignore each other.
But this Thai, I give her my warning growl but instead of back off, she attacks! The fur flies and mom goes nuts! Mom makes sure the Thai is in her bedroom when she has to leave the house so we don't fight. The problem with that is I've only been in mom's bedroom once since the Thai has come to live here. It was the week the Thai wasn't here and mom was. The Thai was ....
"SHHH!""
"What Mom?
"SHHH! You aren't to tell."
"But mom?!?"
"SHHH!"
Gads, can't even write what I want in my own diary. Anyhow today the Thai and I had another fight. Mom lost it this time. Mom got a big dog cage a few weeks ago for when the Thai has ...
"CALLIE, I TOLD YOU SHHH! And her name is Katrina, not 'the Thai'!"
Sigh :(
The big cage has a center divider which mom put in. She put me in one side and that ... Katrina ... in the other. There we were within one foot of each other for the next hour and a half. We just stared at each other. The Thai, umm, Katrina finally yowled and mom put her in the bedroom with Velvet. She let me out to the living room and kitchen.
Mom, if you think this changes anything, you are sadly mistaken.
For years I have held my tail straight up in the air and shaked it when mom comes around me. She always thinks it looks like I'm about to do that nasty thing of spraying but I never have. Just like to shake my tail.
The other day mom was reading up on some traits and behaviors of other cat breeds. There was one breed which told of doing the same thing with their tails as what I do. Turns out it is a sign of happiness and affection and it's called shimmering. Mom is very happy to know I shimmer for her.
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