Aug. 17th, 2012

ostarella: (Fang)
It's been three years since we discovered Fang in our backyard. Wow. August 6, 2009 was my first post about her. She's now well-ensconced in our home, much to Petey's continuing dismay. She hasn't grown much - she's just over 12 inches long, chest to butt, and weighs a little over 4 pounds. So far she's managing to exercise enough so she remains nicely sleek. She's just as talkative as she always was, letting everyone and anyone know when she's unhappy, when her food dish is empty, when her crap box is not, when she wants into a closed room and when she wants out (she hates closed doors!), and when she just wants to chat. She definitely has a temper when she doesn't get her own way - my arm is a continual sea of scratches from when I dared expect her to get off my lap. She's finally learned that the dining room table is out of bounds, although when we have chicken she conveniently forgets that. And whoever thinks cats are stealthy have never heard her rampaging up and down the stairs in the middle of the night.

Still, it doesn't seem like it's been that long since she poked her little face out of the lilies. Like my brother said, we didn't find her - she chose us.

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