Our kitten has gone on to that great scratching post in the sky. She hasn't been our kitten for a while, actually. Back in May of 2006, Cali McButterpants went to live with the Hill Family.
We adopted Cali from the mean streets of Bloomington. Cathy's hair stylist found her and a sibling wandering the street next to her salon. Cathy couldn't resist her cute little face, big yellow eyes and two toned nose. It was rough going from day one. Our other cat, Ladi Boombaladi, did not like the idea of this new little ball of fur in her house. Cali spent a good week or so locked in our 2nd bedroom, with Ladi growing, hissing and batting at her from under the door. They eventually settled into their roles and things quited down, until we moved into our new house. The two cats took it on themselves to "christen" the house to the point we had to replace a large section of carpet. So, between their territorial war and the arrival of Parker, we thought it best to find a quiet place for Cali to live. Well, the Hill house wasn't always quiet, but Cali was free to be herself away from her mean housemate. Josh, Kary, Maddie, MacyAnne and Molly gave her lots of love and took good care of her these last two years.
Cali died Monday from likely kidney failure. We'll miss her little, high pitched cry, her very loud purr, her long hair that got everywhere and her "kneading." Maybe we'll let Parker pick out our next pet. I'm rooting for a guinea pig, but Parker will probably want a monkey.
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