The Third Annual Jaina Finding Day: Belated Edition

I was supposed to get this written up by Dec 21st, which is the anniversary of when we actually found little Jaina wandering around the parking lot.

Jaina 2011-12-28 Scruffy but all ours

But my attempts to capture a good pic of her in profile delayed this post.  The reason for this is because I wanted to share why we have taken to calling her "Bearcat" – basically, she’s shaped like this.

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My understanding is that this is the normal shape for Birman cats.  We’re still not 100% sure of her ancestry, since there is a little bit of something else in there as well, but aside from the overall coloring, she still maintains all the characteristics of that breed, including fur as soft as a kitten’s. The temperament is somewhat different than Cat Fancier standard, but I’ve long considered such things to be outside the realm of genetics, anyway.

Nevertheless, she still has her cuddly side, but it rarely comes out. When it does, she typically jumps up onto my keyboard tray and head butts my hand until I give her chin scritches.  She doesn’t do purr and she doesn’t do cuddle, but she does have her affectionate side. I’ll take it.

The Cat that Lived, who still defies the physicians at Banfield, has also picked up her own kitten, which requires a bit of explanation.

This has been a tough year in Casa de Grimmtooth for the felines citizens. We first lost Psycho Cat earlier this year as she wound down her hard knock existence with us. Mrs Grimm said she probably didn’t even know she was a cat, and her disdain for all other felines certainly seemed to bear that out.

Josie and Holly 2008-03-08

Josie explaining to Mrs G that the PC was ebil and she should pay attention to Josie instead

The other loss was Leon, dubbed Old Man Cat for his somewhat unique voice.  Big, rumbly, and loving, he started to lose interest in eating, and it was downhill from there. He was Jaina’s pal at times, though she didn’t really appreciate the cuddling part. 

Jaina and Leon 2012-05-13

Fortunately, Mrs G was happy to stand in.

Leon 2014-04-02That brings us to our new residents.  While taking Leon to the Shelter to have him euthanized, we thought about maybe coming back to pick up a kitten for the rotation. A sweet little black kitten poked Mrs G as she walked by her cage, and presented chin for scritches and purrs for our enjoyment.  We pretty much concluded that since she did such a great sales job, we’d take her home.  As we considered her, her neighbor, a beautiful gray kitten reached out and said, "Me too!"  Unable to split up a great team ((They weren’t, actually.)), we decided to take them both home.  We named them Washburn and Zoey … for reasons ((If you don’t get where that came from, I don’t know you.)). 

Wash and Zoey 2014-09-16

Zoey, at least, lives up to the Warrior Woman thingy.

Zoe 2014-10-18 (Soon)

Zoey is also now officially Jaina’s kitten.  The two of them spend time snuggling, fixing each other’s ears, hugging, tussling, and otherwise being the cutest things for yards around.  Sometimes Wash joins in the fracas, but in general the gals keep him in line.  Captain Harble tries to steal my seat or otherwise lurks in the top of the cat tree.

Having the new kittens has given her opportunities to socialize, which she didn’t have previously. All the other cats were a lot more mature than she, and had no desire to play. Now, we hear the thunder of a herd of kitty hooves pretty much every morning. It’s a joyful sound.

So we’re now in Jaina’s third year. According to sources, this is how long Birman cats take to mature, so she’s as big as she’s going to get, and as such is a tiny little thing. I don’t know if that’s normal for that clan, but it kinda rules out Rag Doll since they get kinda big.

Jaina, like her namesake, is a tough gal, accepts no shit from anyone, and has carved out a niche for herself and settled in well. We now enter a new phase of her life as she assumes the role of Auntie Jaina.

Jaina 2013-02-25

Don’t wake Auntie Jaina unless the Nip is ready.

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Posted on January 4, 2015, in The Cat that Lived and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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