Angelico Cat

Today is a sad day. The last of the animals that I grew up with are finally gone. It's like an era has past. My cat, well my mom and dad's cat took the 6am train to heaven. Callie our Calico cat. We got her when I was in 7th grade. She was one of Aunt Shelley's cat's kittens. My dad was at school at NAU so we got a cat to surprise him. She was a good little kitten but with a crazy 3 year-old running around she became a little mean and would only go to a couple of people. I was not one of her favorites. Her real favorite was mom of course and then Megan. We could never really figure that out because she would stuff that cat into baskets and if it moved she would hit her on the back. Callie also loved the garage at our house that was her domain. She really grew to love garages when we moved to Poland and our cat and dog lived with Grandma Baker. She was rarely scene because she was hanging out in the garage. I honestly thought that was how cats were suppose to be, elusive and non existent unless they wanted their presence know. So when I got my two "dumb" cats I had didn't know that cats liked attention it was all new to me. You could always tell, when I was dating someone, if the cat came out and made appearance it was OK to keep dating, but if she hid the whole time the person was there. I knew that I wouldn't be dating that person very long. Mike didn't care for the cat and she didn't care for him but she did hang around in the open when he came over. So that is how I knew I could marry Mike. :) I will always remember Callie and Megan when Megan was on a CATS phase and she would watch that musical all the time and sing "Gelico Cats" to Callie. We all started calling Callie a Gelico cat. We will miss you Miss Callie. Thanks for being a great cat.