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We have a cat (well, 6-month-old kitten) at the shelter right now who I have decided is the feline incarnation of Derek Zoolander. He is so so so pretty -- medium-long white hair with perfect patches of jet black and meltingly cute eyes -- and he has about three brain cells, of which he uses no more than two at a time. Example: I hooked a pipe cleaner with a cork attached to the end of the bars of his kennel, so he could bop it around and play with it. Which he did, with great enthusiasm, until he popped the cork right off the end. For the next 30 seconds -- no, really, a solid 30 seconds! -- he just stared in complete confusion, back and forth, from the cork to the pipe cleaner, utterly unable to comprehend the sudden change in his reality. I have never seen a cat so totally stonkered in my life. He also can be startled by the movement of his own body -- he was stretched out getting pets, saw one of his rear legs move, and leaped to attention.
He's a dear, sweet stinker of a baby with soo much energy, but man, he is SUCH a Zoolander.
In the free-range room, we also have the darling Tango and Cash, who are 8 years old, a bonded pair (natch!), and utterly delightful. Tall, calm, confident, friendly, never met a lap they didn't like. If there was only one of them, I'd say the hell with it and take them home, but I just do not have the lap space for four cats. Sadly, our sweet Dexter was returned from a clearly unworthy adopter, and we shall now do better for him. (He's loving, adorable, FIV positive, and conceals a vacuum cleaner in his stomach, which he uses to hoover up treats so fast they're gone two seconds after you put them down.)
I was also referred by Staffer N to the darling Heffalump (no, I don't know why they named her that, she looks nothing like a Heffalump) as a potential match for my household. :) She's black from tip to tail, except for the occasional white hair, and very shy unless there's a lap involved, in which case, she is THERE. And will spend 20 minutes squirming around trying to find juuust the right position. She is a strong contender (despite being tiny; either of the boys would make at least two of her, but she came from a home with too many animals, so I have no doubt she can deal), but she's coming down with upper resp, so we'll have to wait and see how that runs, and if she gets adopted before she gets better. (Jack's bronchitis seems to have cleared up, but he needs another week before I'd be comfortable bringing any new cat home, much less one I know has upper resp.)
He's a dear, sweet stinker of a baby with soo much energy, but man, he is SUCH a Zoolander.
In the free-range room, we also have the darling Tango and Cash, who are 8 years old, a bonded pair (natch!), and utterly delightful. Tall, calm, confident, friendly, never met a lap they didn't like. If there was only one of them, I'd say the hell with it and take them home, but I just do not have the lap space for four cats. Sadly, our sweet Dexter was returned from a clearly unworthy adopter, and we shall now do better for him. (He's loving, adorable, FIV positive, and conceals a vacuum cleaner in his stomach, which he uses to hoover up treats so fast they're gone two seconds after you put them down.)
I was also referred by Staffer N to the darling Heffalump (no, I don't know why they named her that, she looks nothing like a Heffalump) as a potential match for my household. :) She's black from tip to tail, except for the occasional white hair, and very shy unless there's a lap involved, in which case, she is THERE. And will spend 20 minutes squirming around trying to find juuust the right position. She is a strong contender (despite being tiny; either of the boys would make at least two of her, but she came from a home with too many animals, so I have no doubt she can deal), but she's coming down with upper resp, so we'll have to wait and see how that runs, and if she gets adopted before she gets better. (Jack's bronchitis seems to have cleared up, but he needs another week before I'd be comfortable bringing any new cat home, much less one I know has upper resp.)