Callie is a character. I have to write about her this morning because she makes me laugh! This morning, I woke up and walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower and wondered what was that funny noise, like a motor running or something... I looked down at the bathroom door and there were those two furry little feet peeking out from under the door, and the purring from the other side was so intense that it was vibrating the door! Callie is always so happy to see me in the morning that she just can't contain herself! I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that the the first thing I usually do is feed the cats (even before coffee!), I'm sure she's just SOOO happy to see me -- yeah, right.....
Anyway, she is just so darn cute that I have to tell you about her. Callie came to me by way of my friend Gerlinde -- last winter. Gerlinde is highly allergic to cats and this stray kitten came to take up residence on Gerlinde's back deck. Not even being in the house, just outside the door, Callie gave Ger such sniffles that she called me and said "Please, you've GOT to take this cat"! I argued that I already have two cats and don't want another, etc...but I took her on the understanding that she would live outside in the barn and catch mice -- so it was a good thing. Yeah, right again. When we were bringing her home, the kids and I decided to call her Callie, because she is calico-colored. When I talked to Gerlinde the next day, she said "Oh, I forgot to tell you that we named her Callie"....Funny, so did WE!
Callie's mother obviously abandoned her and didn't teach her anything about proper cat behavior. Callie used to hang out with my big dog when she first came here, so sometimes she thinks she is a dog. She will sit at the end of the driveway and wait for me to come home from work. Then when I get out of the car, she jumps all over me, like a bad dog! She follows me when I walk in the mornings, she "talks" and chases balls and sleeps on my feet on top of the blankets at night. Callie the Barn Cat lived in the barn for about 2 weeks.
My two other cats are very snobby to Callie. They have forgotten from whence they came! They were also strays abandoned on my doorstep, but they refuse to acknowledge that humble beginning. They gang up on Callie, but she doesn't care -- she gives them that look that says "Whatever..."
The cutest thing she does is this daily "paws under the door" ritual every morning! When she puts her paws under there, I will touch her paws with my foot, and she will hang on for a minute, then she'll just sit there by the door and wait for me to come out. When I walk downstairs, she will walk a few steps ahead and usually trip because she tries to go down the stairs while turning her head to look back at me. She is so devoted!
Callie has been very naughty when it comes to Christmas, and the tree, and the gifts, but it's hard to stay mad at her for very long. I'm glad that God made cats! Thank you to Gerlinde for sending Callie to live on the farm!
