The Family:
Current
Puff
Monster
Little Bit
Albums
Album One
Album Two
Album Three
The Evil Stuffed Leopard
Fender and Stanzi
The Dearly Remembered
Shoda
Marty
Stanzi
Little Bit: Maybe Not So Little
Little Bit was one of my mother's cats (Sybil is the
other). Upon my mother's death in 2003, I inherited the cats. My friend Ben
got the other (he has Fender too), and Little Bit
came up north to Idaho with me.
Little Bit was once, my mother promised, very little. She was an ex-feral rescued by a vet's office, and Mom saw her and melted when she took one of her other cats for a checkup. Little Bit came home with Mom. A couple years later, the same thing happened with Sybil. Mom had a real soft spot for hard-luck cases, and ex-ferals are pretty hard-luck cases.
There's no way to understate what a wacky cat this is. Little Bit is by turns affectionate and aloof, smothering and hostile. When I first met her, she'd have absolutely nothing to do with me. Now she adores me, but she likes Adam better. She sleeps on our heads and shoves her butt in our faces. She likes nothing better than to show off that butt of hers -- "LOOK AT IT! Doesn't it SMELL GOOD?", she seems to ask, and doesn't quite get why we're not totally fascinated with it.
Her ear is notched, probably a holdover from when she was captured and spayed as a kitten. She's an odd little character, but I can't imagine the household without her now.
 She doesn't realize she's about to get on a plane in that thing. TRUE STORY: She got the deep-anal-probe inspection ticket. I didn't. The huge airport rent-a-cop with his gut hanging over his belt couldn't believe he had to inspect a cat carrier. I said, "You can try, but I'll warn you now: she's 18 pounds and mean, and I just sedated her. Try not to wake her up." He actually turned pale. One quick peek into the carrier later, I was let on board. I could have put a loaded .357 in that carrier, and he'd never have seen it. On the other hand, I'd have had to reach into the carrier to get the thing, and I wasn't happy about that idea any more than he was. |
 Truism: Monster and Little Bit absolutely, positively hate each other. |
 She likes bookcases. Who can find fault with that? |
I'm not sure how she's managing that action while in such tight quarters. |
 Sybil and Little Bit. |
 Don't be fooled. They hated each other. |
 She loves cat trees. |
 But here's the rest of the picture. |
 Sitting around at Mom's house. |
 What she does best -- looking paranoid. |
 She didn't care much for packing. This, incidentally, was "her" perch at Mom's house. |
 First day at my house. Notice she found "her" perch again. |
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 I got this picture just because her tail looks so gorgeous in it. |
Last Update: February 22, 2009
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