We got Kit at a cat shelter I use to volunteer at every week in Sydney. Its called the Cat Protection Society (CPS) of New South Wales. Located in Enmore in Sydney. I would ride the bus in on Fridays feed cats, clean floors, wash cat dishes, clean littler trays, and then head up to the adult cat room to play with the big cats for awhile. It was great to spend time there, seeing cats get adopted and talking to the general public about the personality's of the shelter cats. There were lots of different cats that came and went while I worked at CPS.
One day while doing some cat dishes I look down to see a new arrival in a cage near me. He had big sad eyes and was just watching me work. When I was done I took him out and he sat on my lap for a good 30 minutes. He was the biggest cat I had ever seen, not only fat but large in body size. This was how I met Kit. He was about 8 years old (from what they could tell) and his old owners had both been from other countries. They had gotten a divorce and moved back to their home countries.. leaving Kit cat behind. I brought Graham in to meet Kit, and after about a week of working to get my way with Graham, he said I could bring Kit home.
It was a tough start. Kit was an older cat with rules of his own. He had spent the first 8 years of his life in a apartment and never went outside. He was also only fed moist food, so he had some bad teeth. Graham and Kit did not get a long at first, they had a battle for top cat going on for about 2 years. After moving to Perth Kit and Graham seemed to get along a lot better, and now they are best buddies. But I am still Kits number one lady. The battle for top cat has ended.
Graham says the hierarchy goes:
1. Graham
2. Kit
3. Mary
But Kit tells me its:
1. Kit
2. Graham
3. Mary
So I guess they are still working it out. I am always at the bottom but thats okay..
Its hard being the only girl in a house with two redheaded males. (with tempers)
Some funny Pictures over the years:
Kit laying outside at our old home in Sydney. This big mouth shot makes me laugh.. he is a talker, and has been talking more and more over the years, now if you get him going he can hold a conversation for a few minutes.
Book shelf cat. Kit likes to lay in odd places. He is always changing it up and finding new locations to nap. We had to keep this top shelf clear for a couple of months while Kit took up residency. This bookshelf is taller in me by the way. The picture does not show how tall it is.
Kit the box cat.. if is a box and made of cardboard it belongs to the cat. When we moved to Perth we had to keep a box from the move, its still in our living room 3 years later. Its a box Kit sleeps in and keeps his toys in. A couple of years ago we add a second box to the main box.. he now has a living room and master bedroom on his box house. The box pictured was one my Mom sent over. He loves boxes from the Wolfla house in Indiana. They always smell of other cats and make good resting places for as long as I let him keep the box.
Cat yoga. Not all places are perfect for cat yoga, but this hiding hole was the perfect spot for stretching and grooming.
Looking smug as the Christmas cat, keeper of all gifts until Christmas morning. He looks smug most of the time. Its part of his superiority complex I have come to love.
Kit in his bedroom (also known as Graham's office) Kit spends most his time studying with Graham in his office he sleeps on the bed, sometimes doing this sit up number he likes.. and I guess he finds it comfortable. He often helps Graham keep his medical school text books, diagrams, and charts in order by laying all over them. When I am not home he will snuggle with Graham on the office chair.. but pretends nothing happened as soon as he hears me coming.
Fishing cat, Kit enjoys out fishing gear almost as much as we do.
Not many people know this, but Kit has shoe fetish. If your over and Kit decides your feet smell fantastic he will spend a good 30 minutes loving on your shoes, rubbing his face and body all over them. He has a special fondness for my flip flops. He loves flip flops. I think they are his favorite verity. I will often go to put my shoes on in the summer and find they have been drooled on and covered in fur.. Its gross.. But I take it as a compliment. I know my feet smell great too.
Here is Kit paying homage to our heater in the winter. He loves the heater, and will ignore us all winter long while the heater is out of storage. He even lays in front of it when its not on. Just as happy as he does when it is on..
Kit and me. He does smile.. and this is one of my favorite photos of Kit smiling. Snuggles on the couch.
When I first got Kit in Sydney I started letting him outside.. he loved it..but he was a bully cat, he harassed all the other cats in the neighborhood, he didn't fight too much, but instead he intimidated them with his voice and his size. I once went to bring Kit inside and I found him in our neighbors back patio with a cat corned and shaking in fear. He was just sitting there growling and looking at the poor cat. I picked him up and and said it was time to go home. He didn't fight me, he just let me take him.
It was also in Sydney we discovered Kit also loves to eat spider webs. Its one of his delicacy's.. He uses his whiskers as a sort of wand to whip up the web, like cotton candy. Then he licks it off. He still does this in Perth, but only near the front door. He is not allowed out here in Perth, our street is busy, and he already hustles neighbor cats through the window at night, so I think its best he stays in. Last night there was a huge cat fight under our bedroom window. Kit cat sat there and watched.. I think he is a cat wrestling referee...
Kit snuggling me at the office desk.
This photo really shows his size.
Hanging out in Kit's room with Mary!
Kit seems to think my spot in the bed is the best spot. I normally have to fight him for my place at night. Once I was going to bed, laying there falling asleep and Kit came in, jumped on the bed, saw me in his spot and smacked me across the face with his paw. I opened my eyes and he was there in my face looking at me like "Move B*tch, this is my spot" I gave him a mean look and he backed off.. But for a minute I thought it was going to be a cat fight. He has big claws too.. Lately he has been happy to take the day shift in my spot.. in fact he is sleeping in my spot right at this moment.
I will end this post with a list of all of Kit's allis's.
Kit
Kit Cat
Kittles
Kitty
Smoogie
Mr. Meowgi
Meow Meow
Moogie
Snuffy Jones
Love you my Kittles cat. You may be difficult at times, but for the most part.. we love you and your weird ways. Your one of the family.
