Sunday, August 9, 2009

Callie


I would like you to meet someone. This is my firstborn. Not born out of me, of course. (Actually, she's not my firstborn. I had a Peek-A-Poo puppy named Ellie Mae for a total of 6 days, but that's a story for another day.)

Callie came into my life at a time when Jay was working nights and I felt like I just needed another breathing soul in the house with me. Like all middle children, I need attention and I just wasn't getting it from the TV and the walls.

I had been scared of cats my entire life, but I convinced myself that if I got a cat when it was a kitten, I wouldn't be scared. It turned out that a coworker's cat had kittens at the same time that Ellie Mae made her departure from our household. I begged and pleaded with Jay until he got so tired of hearing it that he finally agreed to let me have one.

I absolutely fell in love. How could I not? (You'll have to excuse the quality of these pics. I was too lazy to go scan them so Jay took pictures of the pics for me.)
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Isn't she just precious??? She has always loved climbing into the smallest places she can find. One day I found her in this paper bag. Still today, I occasionally find her in my pillowcase when I go to bed.


That was 9 years ago and she's still kickin'.



Here are some facts about Callie.

  • She loves absolutely everybody - as long as you reside in the same house as her and your name is Jay or Jill. Anyone else - you better watch out.
  • She craves attention from Jay and me. She lives for the slightest bit of our affection.
  • She throws up at least twice a week.
  • She was the runt of the litter.
  • She knows my moods. There's been times that I've been really sad and she just comes and lays by me and gives me a look like she would take it all away if she could.
  • She's obsessed with blush brushes. If she ever gets a hold of one, she turns into another being and God help the hands of a person who tries to take it from her.
  • She can detect you pouring cereal in a bowl like a heat-seeking missile. She will come running like a bat out of hades and stare at you until you're done and put the leftover milk down on the floor for her.
  • We've had to start referring to her as "C" when we talk about her because if we say her name, she thinks we're calling her.

That's all I can think of now. I do love her even though I feel like I could literally ring her neck sometimes.

I'll leave you with a couple of shots of her loving on her Daddy.


3 comments:

JILLSHUBBY said...

a mother's sweet statement about her baby! callie is a sweetie-pie but visitors to our home...BEWARE! if you pet her you must know when enough if enough, and it is usually about 5 seconds earlier than when you decide.

Rachel said...

She's so cute!!! Cats are quirky creatures, aren't they?

Mama Hen said...

I can't believe you have had her for nine years.

And I didn't know that about the blush brushes. Too funny.