Meet Lily

November 16, 2008

Meet Tiger Lily. She’s my birthday present this year and I think she’s adorable. Since it’s Sunday, I thought I’d ramble about my little darling. For you cat-haters, we’ll be back to business tomorrow with tips for Online Business School.

The Cat Story

I mentioned to my husband that I would like to have a Pixie Bob. When he found out the price tag that goes with a Pixie, he laughed and said, “You’re kidding, right? A cat’s only worth about two cents. That’s how much it costs me to put a bullet in its head.” Boo. Hiss. Throw rotten vegetables at violent cat haters.

My son found little Lily at school, along with 2 other kittens. He was already enamored by the time I came to pick him up and said with those big beautiful blue eyes, “Can we keep her mama? She doesn’t have a home.” Now, how can you say no to that logic?

Lily Faces the Executioner

So Lily rode home and to my surprise, she won the heart of my husband. The first night, I caught him petting her. The second night, I saw him looking for her under the rocker before he sat down, and the third night he actually picked her up and declared she was “cute for a cat”. Tonight, he spent 20 minutes playing with her and told her she wasn’t tough enough to beat him, but she might be cute enough to live. Now that’s progress.

Getting to Know Lily

Lily isn’t a Pixie Bob, but she sure does look like one. I like to think of her as my designer knock-off cat. She is polydactyl and has fur of pure silk.

She likes to root around in my hair and occasionally latches onto my earring with a vengeance. I think she misses her mama yet.

She has spunk, and likes to swat me in the nose when I talk to her. My kids adore her. She’s already figured out that the four-year-old hangs out in the kitchen a lot, and if she goes too, she might get a bite of something tasty.

She likes to chase my fingers as I type and sits on the keyboard in Soup Nazi style and says, “No work for you!”

Right now, she’s a warm purring little ball of goodness curled at the small of my back. In five minutes she’ll be maniacally chasing her tail, or a catnip ball, or my eyelashes. So if you follow me on Twitter and get one of these messages, “kmkmadklmkikkm”, that’s from Lily.

(Maybe I should introduce her to Selma…do cats and ducks get along?)

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Comments

Marelisa

Oh, she's beautiful Jamie :-) When I lived in Italy the German girls I was staying with had two cats, and one of them was named Lily (the other was Victor). I love the photograph of Lily sitting on your laptop.
Jamie Simmerman

Blogger Dad has a couple he's giving away. If you get a mewing package in the mail with air holes in the side and one drippy corner...It's not from me. :)
Matthew Dryden

Awww, that's a cute little kitty - want one!

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Jamie Simmerman

My favorite is the purr. How can you not love an animal that purrs when it's happy?

That peeing thing is awful. We had one that did that. Once. It peed on hubby's side of the bed, while he was in it. :)
Kool Aid

I. Love. Cats. They are wonderful pets (except when they pee on your son's bed multiple times. Then I don't like them so much).

There's nothing cuter than a kitten playing. Especially when they do that hopping side crab step thing they do. Or when they chase your feet under the covers when you're trying to sleep. Or even better, when they curl up on your chest while you're watching TV.

Yeah, love cats.

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Jamie Simmerman

Hi Harry, You know, she's got about all the qualifications except for the hooded eyes. Her paws are HUGE and she's very smart.

She came out from under the couch a little while ago with a dust bunny stuck to her head and I thought of Cougar. :)

What can I say, I'm in love. :D
Harrison McLeod

Hey! Congrats! You know, she could have some Pixie in her, she's got spots too.

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Jamie Simmerman

Hehe! He converted you did he?

Maybe people dump cats at schools because they know parents are suckers?

Our cat actually ended up belonging to someone who lived "not-so-near" the school. Don't ask me how such a little thing got that far, but the owner came looking for her. (After I spent $60 in cat supplies.)

I had to return her and the boys bawled in the backseat. I slipped them my phone number and dangled a promise of cash if they changed their minds.

They called a week later and Lily came home for good. My son swears the cat grinned at hm the whole trip home. :)
Lance

We have a cat. I fought getting the cat when he was a kitten. We picked him up at school. This all sounds too familiar!! I make remarks about the little furball. I pick on him. And he keeps coming back....he makes it difficult NOT to like him. Rufus. I think he's half dog. He doesn't chase his tail as much anymore. But he still chases us (especially our kids). Sometimes he bounces off the patio door (he does it to himself - I didn't throw him!).

Enjoy!

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