This is my mum’s cat, Xiaomi.
We don’t know exactly how old she is, but she came to our family home as a young stray, so we speculate that she’s around 7 to 8 years old, maybe even 10.
My family loves cats, so she picked the right family to ingratiate herself with.
As you can see, she’s a lovely little tortoise-shell kitty. She’s pretty short and has a stubby little bob of a tail. I don’t know how she would have survived as a stray, but she is certainly pretty snobbish as a cat now.
She doesn’t like any form of fresh food. My family used to feed our old cats fresh fish and chicken, and would mix in the soup broth that the meat was cooked in, which was greatly appreciated by the previous 2 resident felines. But this cat is thoroughly addicted to kibble, and that’s the only thing she would eat. She also appreciates fresh water, and likes her drinking water changed several times a day.
She has a guarding temperament and would scold and chase anyone she considers strangers to her home. It’s interesting that she doesn’t seem to object to my presence, even though I moved out of my parental home long before she came on the scene. Thankfully she doesn’t seem to mind my kids either.
She has her morning naps In a basket on my mum’s desk in her bedroom. She tries to sneak a nap on the bed but is usually shooed off if discovered.
My sister decided to hold an impromptu Easter egg hunt INSIDE the house. Outside was TOO HOT which would make all the chocolates melt, and the ants would get into the chocs anyway.
She hid them in the craziest places. Inside the snack jars. In between pages of a book on the dining table. Wedged into nooks and crannies of my dad’s golfing trophies. Under my iPAD while I was working. Inside a shopping bag I left on the staircase.
The kids had fun and that was all that mattered.