I have three cats named China, Buster and Leelu. They share similarities such as fur, claws, purring and napping. Other than that, they are pretty distinct individuals.
China cat is the Whiner. He complains about most things unless I’m holding him, preferably under a blanket. He’s a skinny Lavender/Blue point Siamese so I figure without any meat on his bones, he must be cold all the time, and that’s why he always wants to be under a blanket. I wake up in bed with him under the covers, too. And he’s a bit finicky about food. Sometimes I put food out and he goes over and sniffs and if it doesn’t meet with his approval, he starts scratching the floor trying to cover it up like it’s an almond roca in the litter box. What a critic.
Buster is the Fetch Cat. She was a feral kitty that was very sick, weighed 2.5 pounds and was on the brink of dying. Who could resist? She has grown up to be a beautiful cat with a very sweet disposition. She hides when people come around (I’m not people) and because she was so sick, her voice is more like a tiny squeaky croak, plus she doesn’t see very well. What she does do well is play fetch. Her favorite fetch toys are the plastic rings from the necks of milk jugs and plastic covered twist wires from electronics packaging. She’s very specific about this. After years of being with me, she finally sits on my lap, but I can’t hold her.
Leelu is a very Naughty Cat. She was a rescue kitten. I’ve only had her for a few months and I’m hoping she grows out of the naughty stage pretty soon. She’s so darn cute, ornery, lovable and exasperating. She climbs curtains, digs in the plants and chews off their leaves, gets up on anything and everything and knocks everything to the floor, which then becomes a cat toy. Yes, I’ve been using the water spray bottle and saying NO, but she just waits until I get settled down to do something and she’s right back at it. She yells at me when she’s in trouble, and I’ve literally soaked her with water (and my house) trying to instill in her right from wrong. I’ve given up. My daughter is babysitting what’s left of my plants and I will look at getting new curtains someday. For now, don’t judge me by how my house looks. It’s Leelu’s house.