Today, our sweet, little Gracie turns 6 months old! If you know me at all, then you know about my kitten, Gracie. I’ll admit that I talk about her more than a normal person would, but I’m okay with it. For those of you that don’t know about Gracie, let me tell you about how our journey together began. Last fall, my mother had got a kitten named Socrates, and Bryan and I were absolutely smitten with him. After spending a long weekend with him, the thought of getting our own kitten entered our minds, for me more so than Bryan. We had joked about it a couple times, but the conversation never went beyond that. Just to see what was available, my mom and I had gone to the Dane County Humane Society a few times, but no one really caught my eye. Fast forward to November 16th: My mom had sent me a picture of this itty-bitty kitten from the humane society. She looked absolutely perfect. Bryan and I got in our car and drove over to see her. Lucky for us, she was exactly what we had been waiting for! She was curious, friendly, and beautiful, and she stole our hearts.
Even though she has only graced (you see that pun there?) us with her presence for only 4 months, we have watched her grow from a shy, little kitten to a curious, hyperactive daredevil. We’re constantly discovering her fascinating “catisms” and if there’s anything I’ve learned from having a kitty, it’s that cats are weird. Like really weird. If you’re a cat person, you know exactly what I’m talking about. To prove this fact, I’ve compiled a list of ten things to demonstrate her weirdness:
1. She is a garbage disposable. No joke, friends. If we let her, she would eat anything and everything. When we give her her canned food in the morning and evening, she scarfs it down in about two minutes, with complete disregard of grace or etiquette. When it comes to food, she is NOT dainty or classy…she is a piggy. In fact, every single time Bryan or I eat, we have to put her in the bathroom. Otherwise, she wouldn’t leave us alone. To prove this point even more, we recently had to take her to the veterinarian because she wasn’t eating right and meowed painfully every time we picked her up. Two X-rays and $200 later, the vet told us that there was a “mysterious object” in her colon. Well two days later, we found out what that was. Turns out, she had eaten a cotton ball. A cotton ball! Seriously Gracie?!
2. She likes to choke you with her body. Anytime we are lying on the couch or in bed, she finds it completely necessary to lie right on our neck, extending her entire body (and usually with her rear in our face), therefore choking us. I’m not sure if she thinks she’s protecting us or enjoys the warmth, but it’s actually quite cute. Gracie, you can lie on my neck any day!
3. She hoards socks. This has become quite a problem as of late. We find socks everywhere…in her kitty tunnel, her kitty bed, the shower, the basement…they’re seriously EVERYWHERE! She literally goes right into our hampers and pulls them out. And then proceeds to drag them all over the house. So we have to find them. Hey, while you’re at it Gracie, you can go ahead and wash them too. Thanks!
4. She often thinks that we are human jungle gyms. I understand that cats like to climb…I get it. But she does it at the most random times. For example, I’ll be brushing my teeth and then out of nowhere, she comes flying through the air like a dang spider-kitty and climbs up to my shoulders. Oh, and did I mention she has claws? I can tell you that some not-so-nice words come out of mouth when that happens.
5. She sucks on our fleece blankets. Yup, you read that right. She sucks on our fleece blankets. And it’s weird. We read in a book somewhere that this behavior, known as “wool sucking”, is actually quite common among cats under the age of one. It can be the result of abrupt weaning from their mother, and since Gracie was found as a stray, it’s very possible that this may be the case for her. Regardless, it’s still weird.
6. She tackles football players on the television screen. This fact did not take long to realize, as we spend every Sunday from September to December lying on the couch, watching football, and being lazy. I’m not sure what it is, but she really likes to pretend that she’s tackling the football players. What’s odd is that she only does it for football, nothing else. Weird.
7. She loves bath time. This, to me, is strange because I’ve never known as cat that enjoys a good bath. When the time comes, she just sits in the tub, looking like a drowned rat, and doesn’t put up a fight, doesn’t even flinch. This is also true for trimming her claws and brushing her teeth…she just enjoys it. And I can’t blame her. Who doesn’t enjoy getting pampered??
8. She likes forts. Any combination of pillows, blankets, and cushions has her excited like a kid in a candy store. But let’s be serious…forts are pretty awesome.
9. She’s obsessed with going into the kitchen cupboards. Ob-sessed people. Before we got smart, we used to keep her treats and cat nip under the kitchen sink. One day Bryan came home from work to find that she had completely demolished the cat nip bag and ate all of her treats. So then we decided to tape the cupboards shut and put the trash can in front of them, and she still got in, destroying all of our kitchen sponges by ripping them into hundreds of little pieces. Needless to say, we had to invest in some safety latches. Take that, Gracie!
10. She enjoys biting my toes. This one is particularly annoying because she only does it when I’m trying to get ready in the morning. And let me tell you, she is persistent! She won’t stop unless I get her out of the bathroom, and then she’ll just meow until I let her back in. But she doesn’t bite Bryan’s toes, just mine. Weird.
Despite her very strange “catisms” and her sometimes annoying tendencies, I wouldn’t trade her for the world. Having her around brings us such joy and happiness. I could make a list of about a hundred things that I absolutely love about her: how she licks my nose every morning, how she lets me hold her like a baby, how she sleeps on my lap when I’m at my computer, how she follows me around the house, the list goes on. Bryan and I have enjoyed learning about her and her personality and look forward to discovering other weird factoids. So the real question remains, “Who rescued who?”
Are you thinking about getting a kitty or puppy? Please consider adopting from the Dane County Humane Society!