Meet the Cats: Millie

Millie was rescued from the streets of my home town. My parents and their neighbors kept track of her for a few weeks before the fiance and I came down with Iroh to see if they could get along. They didn't hit it off immediately, but they didn't try to ninja-slit each others' throats, so we all piled in the van and came home!

Millie was around six months old when we rescued her in the fall of 2010. Neighbors had been feeding her and seen her sneezing and coughing around the neighborhood and they knew that the fiance and I were looking for a new kitty to try and calm Iroh down and keep him from pulling his hair out (newsflash: it didn't help). It was a teary farewell from the old neighborhood, but the helpful neighbors were glad to see her go to a good home.

Within a few hours we knew Millie was a spitfire. Darting around the house, attacking any movement under a blanket (feet are a favorite), and ambushing Iroh as often as possible. Even when we had her spay surgery she was up and at 'em within hours of returning from the vet. We considering temporarily taking down the kitty tower she loves to climb to try and stop her from rippin' stitches, but she held herself together.

Millie is adjusting to domestic life, although she still wanders towards the garbage can when she gets really hungry and has stolen a rib or two from the garbage for a snack. Iroh is teaching her the wonders of lunch meat, ham, and cheese and now we have two greedy-cheesemongers in the house. She is cuddly often enough, but also likes to run away from us as if she's seen a ghost on occasion.

Bathing is still a challenge with the Mill-star. Unfortunately Iroh hasn't been able to pass on his composure to his little sister. The fiance and I have had some bloody battles in the bathroom with Millie. I'm sure more are to come since she just rolled around in sand and pine needles on the balcony this afternoon.

All in all Millie is an uber-adorable, soft ball of fanged fury with a lovey-dovey side and we are very happy that we rescued her. The jury is still out on whether Iroh likes his little "Orphan Annie" sister. Quite often he gets his furry buns handed to him on the kitty battlefield. Other times he and Millie can be found grooming each other or napping side-by-side on their kitty beds. Wait a second-sounds like a regular sibling situation to me... Jury dismissed!