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Mixed Breed / Domestic

Overall satisfaction

5/5

Acquired: Other (stray, given cat by friend etc.)

Gender: N/A

Appearance

5/5

Intelligence

5/5

Friendly with owners

5/5

Good with dogs

0/5

ActivityLevel

2/5

Appropriate vocalization

0/5

Playfulness

2/5

Healthiness

5/5

Easy to groom

5/5

Need for attention

5/5

Kitty, Timmy, Dave & Cleo

By

Kent, United Kingdom

Posted Jul 24, 2015

So we were first adopted by Kitty and when born her nephew Timmy. We lived next door to some extremely irresponsible cat owners who allowed their cat to breed freely whilst living on an extremely busy and fast A road. Lots of cat deaths.
However of these the 2 that were the most and best known were Kitty (very clever) and Timmy (very stupid). Kit used to come calling at 4am, opening my window I would explain it was too early and I couldn't let her in but come back at 7. 7am. There she was crying to come in. Adorable clever angel. Timmy on the other hand, being long haired, fluffy and bright ginger thought that he was as sneaky as you could get. For a large ginger thing I suppose he was. He would stroll into the kitchen. He was removed. He would walk into the kitchen. He was removed. He would gradually pick up speed and get into the kitchen. He was removed. He would sneak alongside the cupboards. Timmy you are fluffy and ginger we can still see you. They eventually took up their place in the kitchen by the radio where they were warm and safe and I loved them. Sadly when their 'owners' moved they vanished too and I hope along the way they found another loving home to take them in.
Cleo was a snotty mongrel. She adopted a friend who then went to Cyprus and so she was given to me. A tortoiseshell she was totally beautiful and totally snobby. We loved to hate each other. She ignored me and I ignored her. Unless you had cheesy puffs when my high class miss crunched away on them like the alley cat she really was. And then there were the times when I woke up wondering why I was not on the pillow only to find a purring furry lump there instead.
Dave was the bane of Cleo's life. He found her at her previous owner's and decided he too wanted to be there. For his simple persistence and gorgeousness he was allowed to stay. He was given to another friend but his persistent noisy demands at 4am (He'd bash the door til it opened then hunt the bed til he found you) became too much and he was moved on. To me. And back to poor Cleo. I could never tell if he was a genius or as thick as two short planks. He would delight in tormenting Cleo. His presence was enough to wind her up. She'd yowl, hiss and spit and claw his back, He would ignore her. The best policy to further antagonise her and she couldn't bear it. He also ignored rain. Or had no idea what it was. The world's biggest mystery - did Dave have a brain?
The photo is actually of Outdoor Cat in Cyprus. She is not allowed to be an indoor cat because of her behaviour but she looks and smells like Kitty so she is a special friend too.

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