I rescued Socks from the parking lot of my apartment complex on 28 February, 2007.  I couldn't keep her because I already have 4 cats. Carl wanted to adopt her so she went to live with him when he moved in April. In the meantime, I spoiled her rotten.  She's going to be another Munchkin.  She's a small, black version of him except she also has a white nose and mouth; you Trekkies will no doubt notice that the white spot on her nose and mouth resembles the Klingon insignia.

Carl works a lot and spends quite a bit of time over here, so when he's home, he's usually sleeping. Socks requires more attention than that and would misbehave in order to get it. It got to the point where Carl and her were ...quite at odds. He figured she needed a companion, so he adopted a little orange and white kitty named Spirit from the CAT Association. Unfortunately, Socks was quite hostile to her and it didn't get any better. I suggested that we swap Socks and Boo, because Boo gets picked on and harrassed a lot by the other cats here and he'd probably prefer the more laid back atmosphere at Carl's place; also, Socks seemed to like it at my place and behaved quite well whenever she visited. Each of them seems to like where they are at now.

Socks has chilled out quite a lot in her attitude toward Carl, though she still has a wild, aggressive streak, and quite an attitude. She likes to bite and claw a lot, and she growls when she's picked up if she's not in the mood to be cuddled. However, she can be extremely cuddly and docile at times, licking and nibbling my hands and fingers or falling alseep on my tummy. She's a devilish little angel. Her Native American name is Poofy Tail.

Ain't she a cutie? Here's another one... Her little while nose and mouth look kind of like the Klingon insignia... *loopy grin* ...or maybe I've just been watching too much Star Trek?

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