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May. 12th, 2009

My personal bemused monorail kitteh.

Let's talk Bacci. For those of you that haven't read or don't remember, her name is pronounced "BOTCH-ee" and is Italian for "kisses". Her full name is Little Bitchy Baby Bacci Arabella Butterfly Moon-Kitten Spaghetti Chewbacca Memorial Day. (Her last name changes depending upon what holiday is next.) She's 4.5 years old and weighs ten pounds. She's calmed down a lot over the years, but will still FIERCELY protect me from others. She hates most men and loud people. (I'm actually a quiet individual, believe it or not.) machmed has witnessed this, as he was over to pick up my brother one night, I pointed something out on my monitor, he took two steps over to look, and was rewarded with a growling and hissing cat. She used to guard my bedroom door while I slept, full-on attacking anyone who came close. Unfortunately, my bedroom door is kiddy-cornered from the upstairs bathroom, so the roommates dealt with a howling, growling, angry, screaming, aggressive kitten whenever they had to pee at 3 am.

She eats zero human food. I always forget about how rare this is with cats until I visit someone else's kitty filled house and try to eat in front of the felines. The only thing she will eat is her cat food, cat treats, plastic wrap, and curling ribbon. Oh, and bugs, though she usually just kills those and leaves the carcass on the floor.

She's mah girl.

As I type this, she's laying on my lap, using my right wrist as a pillow for her chin after "makin' biscuits" on my thigh. Oop. Apparently she changed her mind, as she went from a seemingly dead sleep to launching herself across the room to lick her hind leg.

As it is May, she is shedding like you would not believe. In fact, what spurred this post on was refilling my coffee and wondering how in the hell my mostly empty cup had cat fur in it. I looked down and my pajamas look as if I picked her up and rubbed her aggressively all over myself.


I also love that not only is her face perfectly halved in colors, but (as seen in the icon above) so is all four of her paws from the elbows down to her white boots.


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May. 12th, 2009 07:59 pm (UTC)
What a good thing to have, fur or not!
May. 12th, 2009 09:39 pm (UTC)
:D I love kitties.
May. 13th, 2009 12:21 am (UTC)
She is a pretty kitty. I have to remember this post because I couldn't remember all her names when I was showing her picture to my co worker.

I call that look the loaf cat look.
May. 13th, 2009 04:35 am (UTC)
Hooray for kitty love. I loves my kitty. *pats Miss Bacci*
May. 13th, 2009 01:09 pm (UTC)
She's a cutie. I love her coloring, too.

Oh, and bugs, though she usually just kills those and leaves the carcass on the floor.

Our youngest boy-cat does this with crickets (which we get a lot of in our apartment).

But he dismembers them, so I'll find a cricket torso in one room, a leg in another, an antennae somewhere else.

It's only really bad when I step on the parts with bare feet.
May. 13th, 2009 03:45 pm (UTC)
Gorgeous kitteh!

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