Acquired: Other (stray, given cat by friend etc.)
Posted Jul 16, 2013
Razzy-P came to me at a young age, merely a few months old, when his previous owners had to find him a new home due to their relocation. Three years later, I found myself saying goodbye to him for exactly the same reason. Within that period of time, I came to know and love one of the most unique, personable, and individual animals I've ever had the pleasure of stumbling upon... as I often did, due to his habit of curling up in odd positions within doorways. The li'l guy always bounced back, though; I'd sit down, and he'd drape himself over my shoulders, then proceed to make an impressive attempt at eating my head. It was a minor irritation; sometimes annoying, occasionally painful, usually funny. Razzy would make the most disgusted face you can imagine a cat making, if I were to tell him to stop. But, stop he would. He was a gentle cat, inclined to claw only by accident when frightened or startled.
Rasputin had a knack for getting into places he didn't belong. I know this will prompt a chuckle or two, but he actually used to get into my girlfriend's unused maxi pads. When we finally managed to shut him out of the bathroom cabinet for good, he kept coming up with them for nearly a month afterward, having hidden a stash of his favorite chew-toys; to this day, I've no idea where he put them. Our apartment was more or less devoid of hidden passages and secret entrances and the like, but a cat always seems to find a way.
Razzy could be noisy at certain times of the day. My girlfriend slept on opposing schedules at times; when we managed to squeeze in a night together, Rasputin would make his displeasure at his sudden solitude known. And known again... and again, and again. His yowling could reach a long, drawn-out pitch, and he eventually learned that--if he reached under the bedroom door with a paw, and jiggled it enough, he could sometimes force it open. He enjoyed windowsills, the tops of cabinets (we once lost him over our kitchen cabinets for almost an entire day!) and curtain rods. How he never pulled down a single curtain is beyond me, but he didn't... and, for all his quirks, he was kind to the furniture, and got along well with other animals.
Based upon my experience with Rasputin, and with his mother, Baby Mama, I would highly recommend an American Shorthair to a single living alone, a young couple starting out, or to a family with more than one child; that way, your cat is more likely to be entertained. If you choose to present one of these high-personality cats to an individual child, I would suggest an older child of at least the age of 12 or 13; such a person is more likely to be able to cope constructively with their new friend's antics, and accept their heady degree of independence.