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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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Mom has been going to the county fair most everyday since Saturday. She comes home with all these interesting smells. PJ and I just sniff her for about 5 minutes when she gets home.
Tonight, mom came home and stopped to pet us. She had a different smell. Couldn't quite figure it out. Mom then went straight to her bathroom and shut the door. Came out pretty soon and made a couple of trips between the bathroom and the garage. Such odd behavior for mom.
Later she sat down on the sofa. I settled next to her and PJ on the coffee table. Wasn't too long before she was up and into the bathroom again. Came out, sat on the sofa only this time with something black on her shoulder and it moved! Mom put her hand down from the black thing for PJ to smell. It wasn't too long before PJ was hissing and the black thing make a little growl. Mom got up and took the black thing to the bathroom.
Mom started her new job last week. Now starts the new routines, going to bed earlier, getting up earlier, changing play times and treat times.
Well, I decided that mom was neglecting one of her duties because of the changes. So I stood by the laundry room door and gave out a yowl like I was in distress.
Mom came running. "What's wrong Callie?", she asked.
I walked over to the litterbox and meowed, "This."
"Oh", said mom, "does it need cleaned?"
"Yes", I meowed and then for good measure I added a "Please."
I stood right there and watched mom clean out the litterbox. She just finished when I jumped in to use the freshen up facility.
A couple of days later I thought it was time to re-enforce the lesson I had just taught mom. I once again yowled to get her attention then asked her politely to clean the litterbox.
She looked at me and said, "I just cleaned it this morning."
"I know," I replied, "but PJ used it a lot today and I would like it freshened up, please." Got to add that "please". Mom can't say no to that and cleaned the litterbox for me.
So it appears that I now have mom throughly training to clean the litterbox when I say it needs to be cleaned. I just love how I have my mom wrapped around my tail!
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