Fritta


American Shorthair/Breed Unknown
Picture of Fritta, a female American Shorthair/Breed Unknown

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Age: 16 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Babycat, Frittenstein, Trannie Cat, Little Queen of the Head-Butts, Fritta the Critta, Little Critter, The Prettiest Gargoyle, Whiskey Bisquit, Pocket Panther

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
Being petted, climbing, stealing food from her humans' plates (even though we're vegetarian), looking outside through the screen door, trying to sneak outside.

Pet-Peeves:
Not being allowed outside unless she's being held, loud noises, having to wait for someone to open the door so she can look through the screen, if the boys or Shadow get too rambunctious.

Favorite Toy:
Red plastic ring from gallon water jug--good for batting, hockey or fetch.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Top of cat tree, or futon--she seldom sleeps on the bed with everyone else.

Favorite Food:
Apart from her usual cat food, she loves beans, yogurt & whipped cream--all enjoyed in small dabs. She also loves strawberries & is quite diligent about getting them!

Skills:
Fritta is an awesome climber--has scaled the screen door to lounge on top of the open wooden door. She plays fetch when she's in the mood, and lets us know when the mood strikes. She intuitively knows which nights we're having dessert--and whipped cream

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
My life partner and I already shared our small apartment with 3 cats--Sputnik, Snortimer and Papercut--as well as Gizmo the ferret, Toyah the lovebird and King Crimson the betta, but it was obvious that Sputnik and Papercut had deepened their bond to the point that Snortimer seemed excluded. I kept talking about how Snortimer needed a protegee. It took awhile to convince my partner of this, as he had never lived with more than one cat at a time until we got together. Eventually, we adopted a tiny tuxedo kitten, and were assured that she was 13 weeks old (a vet told us later that she had been much younger). Introductions brought mixed results. Good-natured Sputnik hissed very mildly once or twice, then accepted the kitten. Temperamental Papercut hissed and growled for a few weeks but eventually became friends with the new kid. Snortimer's first response to this newcomer was his usual reaction to strangers--he sneered so much that his lips nearly turned inside-out and hissed like a cobra! Fritta met all the hissing and growling with that remarkable nonchalance that kittens often have in this situation--she wasn't intimidated, but followed the big guys around and often flopped down to take naps near them. At first, they would stalk off in indignation (and Snortimer began slinking away from me, as well), but this was temporary. It took a week or so, but Snortimer did make Fritta his protege--we were amazed at how much he actually taught her, and delighted with the friendship they formed. It took several days to name the kitten. I wanted to call her Blitzen or Eclair. From out of nowhere, my partner began calling her "Fritta" and as the kitten matured, I became convinced that she had somehow conveyed this name to him. When she playfully darts through the house, she frequently chirps: "Frrrrit! Frrrrit!"

Bio:
In some ways, Fritta is the most psychologically complicated cat that we live with. She is extremely loving and seems elated to see her humans when we get up in the morning (or have insomnia), but seldom enters the bedroom except for brief visits. She may have learned how to play fetch from her mentor, Snortimer. He did teach her to "cuss"--until Fritta grew up, I'd never heard a cat except Snort with such an intriguing repitoire of growls. Fritta is wonderful at communicating her desires to us. She lets us know when she wants to play (and whether she'd prefer to play with humans or cats), when to open the front or back door, and if she expects us to have dessert (so she can have her lick of whipped cream). She used to chirp with excitement if we say the word "ring" with appropriate enthusiasm. When her communicated desires are fulfilled (for instance, if I open a door so she can look outside), she is unmistakeably pleased, both because her request has been granted, and for her pleasure that she is able to successfully communicate with mere humans. Fritta's affection, spirit and playfullness have enhanced our lives so much. She has also blessed the lives of other cats we've lived with. Although we lost Snortimer to lymphoma in 2002, his last 4 years were definately happier because of her. It was obvious that Fritta missed her mentor, as she spent quite a lot of time under the bed, where Snort used to spend time, in the months after his passing. Possibly the reason that she seldom sleeps with us now (she was a regular bed mate when Snort was with us) is because the bedroom reminds her of her loss. Fritta has been aloof with our other cats since we lost Papercut, although she'll occasionally hang out with them.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
November 8th 2004 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
86294


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Papercut
(5/01/91--4/09
/07)
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(4.15.87--7.03
.01)
Snortimer
(8.13.87--2.10
.02)
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