Unlike Falina, this cat ruins photos like it's going out of style. I tried to pick the ones with the least motion blur.
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This is Gemini. She's three years old, and was the runt of her litter. My little sister adopted her from a friend of hers who was putting the litter up for adoption since her parents couldn't support twelve(?) kittens. They were all named after the signs of the Zodiac -- at least, the handful that my sister's circle of friends could adopt. I'm not sure just how many were taken up immediately instead of being given to a pet adoption center (I forget the short term all of a sudden,) but I know for sure that Leo and a couple others found homes too.
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Ignore the spot, that's just the GIMP being stupid.
Gem's old enough that she's stopped growing at a notable rate by now, but she still looks and acts like a kitten. Really, the only noticeable change is that her ears are now properly proportional to the rest of her -- she looked like a little bat back in the day. She doesn't really comprehend things like doors and water faucets, and we'll often see her spending the better part of the day keeping watch over a slow drip. She usually comes back with a wet face and a look of supreme indignance. In most other ways, my sister's personality has thoroughly impressed itself onto her, since she was her acting "mother" back when we had Gem confined to her room so that Falina wouldn't take badly to a new cat in the house.
Hectic!
Eclectic!
Energetic!
She's also thoroughly confusing sometimes and enjoys being chased around the house. It's fun chasing her, though, so I don't mind.
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When she's not being crazy, she's prone to extreme bouts of extreme affection and sleep in awkward positions. I'm not Northside as often as I am down south, so the cats really come to miss me sometimes, and take to sleeping on whatever smells like me -- it's really an awful turn of events whenever I leave my black hoodie lying around -- both Gem and Falina leave white hair around, in what I believe is the Cat God's way of laughing at me.
"Ha! You thought you wouldn't have to worry about a black cat!"
"Well,
psyche! She's really white underneath!"
I guess the dual nature of her fur fits her name. God, I'm suddenly in an RPG, where everyone is named for their hidden traits.
That's why my first name is Armstrong, I guess.
