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Date of Birth	Arrived Here
circa June 1998	circa August 1999
Misty a.k.a. Pencil Tail On the chair by the Family Room window Misty is a tiny Calico, predominately black, and as at the end of June, 2000, weighs in at about 8 pounds. She has very random markings. The markings are quite distinct and not blurred together. She has an orange patch on one eye, and a black patch on the other. Three of her legs are white. Her nickname is 'pencil tail' since it is so long and skinny. Misty was adopted from the Humane Society. Her previous history is unknown except that her former name was Mitzi, and she had given birth to at least one litter of young. A friend of mine from work saw her out there, and talked me into going and having a look. Her description was 'She looks like a little alley cat'. Misty poses beautifully for the camera, and her normal poses are the most catlike of any we have ever had. She sits in the classic poses associated with pictures of Egyptian cats and their connection to royalty and the gods. This pic is one of her uncharacteristic uncatlike poses. Misty is somewhat shy and/or standoffish, and is not known as a cuddler. She insists on walking ahead of me when I am going upstairs, or into the kitchen. Actually, it happens everywhere I walk. I think she thinks I will get lost if she doesn't guide me around. And she apparently thinks I am really slowing down as she walks very slowly as she guides me from room to room. Her attitude is akin to that normally associated with most cats, 'you don't bug me, and I will ignore you as much as possible'. On occasion she will stay in position on the bed, and get her head and ears rubbed and scratched. She will also stand right at arms length with her butt toward me so I can scratch her back. This causes her to arch her back and stand on her tiptoes to get closer to the hand. Misty is the official guardian and keeper of the dry food dish. It has to be filled with Purina, nothing else will do, and it has to be filled to overflowing. If there is the slightest depression in the mound, or it gets below the brim, Misty will let you know. Now even though Misty is the keeper of the dish, she won't eat out of the dish. Instead, she fishes the food out onto the floor, one kernel at at a time, and eats those. She is also a little housekeeper. If somebody else drops food on the floor, Misty fishes it out, and eats it.

Date of Birth	Arrived Here
circa early Spring 1999	circa Sept 1999
Angel a.k.a. Black Girl Back of couch - Living Room Angel is a longhaired, solid black, spayed and declawed female tabby. She has the longest fullest tail I have seen, and she carries it like a flag. She constantly waves and whips it around. She gives the appearance of being slightly larger than average, and as at the end of June, 2000, weighs in at about 10 pounds. She weighs less than one would guess by looking at her, and it is probably because of her soft, silky, and long hair. She has relatively short legs, big feet, and a long body. She has huge beautiful yellow/green eyes and the color seems to change depending on the time of day and light conditions. Angel was adopted from the Humane Society. Her previous history is unknown except that her former name was Ginny, and she had given birth to at least one litter of young. The humane society estimated her age as approx 1, but she looks very young in the first pic I snapped. It will be uploaded later. And she kept on growing for the next couple of months. When we got her, her belly was still shaved from the operation. Just as a curiosity, she has an odd number of nipples. Angel is extremely timid and if approached, shrinks down to the floor and back. It is almost as if she is expecting to be hit or something. She has done this for the almost full 2 years she has been here. However, she is my soulmate if it is on her terms. Every evening after dinner, she is up on my lap for hugs, kisses, belly rubs etc. She understands body language and will sit at my feet until I put the newspaper down and make a lap. As soon as I do that, she is up, purring, and ready to cuddle. Even though she is now approx. 3 (this written July 2000), she still attempts to suckle, and any piece of available skin will do. This is a daily ritual and it's almost as if she needs a fix. When she is on my lap, or Barbs, she is just like a rag doll, completely limp. She will virtually throw herself around to wind up laying on her back while nestling in just so she can get a belly rub while kissing your hand. She is camera shy and splits the moment she hears you turn it on. I have only been able to get a few decent pics. My definition of decent is she was mostly in the vicinity when I pushed the button. Photography is not my strong suit. She has a habit of eating stuff off the floor. This extends to chunks of white fur that Nytro drops as he is walking.

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