Bar Rafaeli is still awaiting her furrever home…. her new fosterer sends us a glowing review of this petite little lady:
Bar Rafaeli (aka BarBar, aka Barbarella, aka Barracuda, aka Bar Mitzvah, aka Bar Exam) is a handful! She’s definitely still a kitten; it’s hard to believe that she’s already had a litter of her own. She’s an absolutely beautiful cat: very petite, with unexpected red streaks in her gray tabby fur. She ALWAYS wants to play — as I type, she is stalking my hands — and will play with almost anything (including the brussels sprout that I dropped on the floor this evening while cooking). She’s especially fond of her little stuffed fox, which she carries around the apartment in her mouth between bouts of trying to eviscerate it. She is fearless — within half an hour of arriving in our apartment, she had explored every nook and cranny and was already trying to figure out how to reach the ceiling. She’s quite clever and we’ve had to find more and more obscure hiding places for her jingly toys at night. She’s very vocal, but rarely actually meows, instead chirping and loudly purring. And she loves people; she’s always waiting by the door when my partner or I get home, and she likes to follow us around the apartment. She’s not into cuddling, but she purrs when I pick her up and sometimes she’ll fall asleep on our legs when we’re lying in bed.
She uses the litterbox perfectly. She eats dry food but she LOVES wet food (but only the kind in gravy — she turns up her nose at paté).
Here are some photos of her in action (it’s tough to get a non-blurry photo of her, since she’s always moving!) and here’s a link to a video of her playing with her fox: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1FoFT8hBlD4
To meet this energetic young girl, email email@example.com today!
Received several emails this morning about a friendly pregnant cat on the UC campus today. She was not hard to capture! Tonight she rests in a bathroom. Tomorrow she visits the clinic! We hope to offer her for adoption soon. She is lovely, brave, friendly.
Bear with me on this one … she decided to seek help by approaching people in front of the Harris School — the IRVING B. Harris School of Public Policy. Irving was my grandfather’s English name; his Hebrew name was Israel. And guess what, tonight begins “Yom Ha’atzmaut,” Israel’s Independence Day. So her name must clearly be Bar Refaeli! So, politics aside, thanks to some helpful campus peeps who alerted us to her, tonight this kitty is inside.
Bar Rafaeli, you may recall, was picked up on our campus a couple weeks ago. She didn’t have a microchip and no owner has ever come forward, so we now offer for adoption this sweet, spunky princess of a cat!
She likes seeing what fostermom is up to and following her around the apartment, but is also content sleeping on windowsills or grooming her adorable brown bunny coat (or your hand; if you happen to interrupt her she will decide you need to be clean as well).
Bar is not one to cuddle (though this may change with time) but flops all over fostermom’s shoes with happiness after she comes home from work or errands, and appreciates being brushed, chin scratches, and head nuzzles given in passing. She definitely likes fighting ribbons, but does not go out of her way to seek any amusement (besides the ribbons, she has rejected every toy in fostermom’s varied arsenal).
She’s a delight to have around, and would do very well with another young cat she could play with (fostermom’s resident cat is not enamored with the idea of any sort of rambunctiousness, unfortunately).
In sum: she is a cat’s cat–a sweet, playful personality without any sort of neediness: a content and darling companion.