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The volunteer at Second Chance Pet Adoptions looked at us oddly when we said we wanted to meet Mitsi, the female tuxedo cat we had seen on the group's website. "Well, she ran and hid when she saw the carrier and I just couldn't catch her, but if you are interested I will go get her," the volunteer stated and walked away.
Thirty minutes later we met Mitsi in one of the visitation rooms. She stared at us with large, round, yellow-green eyes in a black and white face that my husband has compared to the front of a VW bus. She had four white paws (hence the name) and a white chest, but the rest of her was jet black. Her foster mom explained to us that she was returned by her last owner, a single woman who had never had a cat and who complained that Mitsi was having seizures. Mitsi was taken to N.C. State veterinary school for a full battery of neurological tests, but they found nothing. That should have been our first clue. Nevertheless, we adopted her.
This is the most interactive, energetic feline I have ever owned. Her short attention span and constant need to move and talk does lead one to believe there may be neurological issues. She has her face into everything we are doing, whether it's fixing the plumbing, folding laundry, having a conversation or eating dinner. She has a full range of meows, trills and yowls that she utilizes in any and all conversations, regardless of whether or not the conversation is directed at her. From the trill she uses when we pet her to the two-toned, two-syllable mew she questions us with, we swear she was a human in a former life. She gets extremely excited when we put on shoes and socks; she runs into the room from wherever she was in the house in order to rub our feet and shoes while we try to maneuver the shoes around her head and onto our feet. She also insists on being seated at the dinner table, where she politely and quietly observes our meal until one of us puts a small tidbit of food on the table in front of her. The she delicately moves the food with her paw to the edge of the table and primly gobbles it up.
Mitsi will take off at a full run for no apparent reason and dash headfirst into cabinets, appliances and furniture, knocking some of it to the floor. My husband wanted to give her a fullback position on our son's football team. She likes to wrestle with my son and be handled rather roughly, but she does not like to be picked up or sit in your lap. She will lie next to you and occasionally meow in her sleep if you speak to her or anyone nearby.
We enjoy her antics immensely. We have met other tuxedo cat owners with similar stories—must be something in their DNA!
Stacey, Matt & Bobby Armistead, Raleigh