Terror in Black

December 24, 1998 - July 21, 2003

Sadly, Xandi left us on July 21, 2003. We all miss her greatly. While she is pictured here as a young cat, she grew into a lovely yet very energetic adult who always had a word (or three) to say to everyone who came within earshot. Xandi was completely at ease with any and all humans and became the official "greeter" at our annual open house/holiday craft show. She wasn't a great hunter like her father, but she was quite content to snag an occasional mouse to play with and ponder over, while frequently entertaining herself on warm summer days by chasing butterflies and grasshoppers around the yard. She became, over the years, Andre's comforting companion.

Xandi, named Alexandra after her father, is one of five offspring (an accidental litter) of Noelle and Andre born on Christmas Eve 1998.    She has many nicknames including Pestilence, The Terror and The Plague, among others that are quite unmentionable here!

She is small & muscular like her father (resembles the Bombay breed) and is quite entertaining, and she seems to know it.    However, she is young yet and doesn't know when to quit being quite so cute.

If Xandi hasn't thought of doing it or trying it then her sister, Blackie, (who lives with a close friend of her humans) has and between the two of them they have thought of absolutely EVERYTHING (we hope)!

Xandi LOVES high places and pushes her strength and tenacity to the limits to achieve her goals.    She quietly sits atop the television or on the highest shelf in a closet gazing upward contemplating just how she can get a claw-hold on the ceiling!

She LOVES glitter balls and will play fetch and chase the ball down the stairs--but just until her humans have really gotten into it and then she quits. She probably doesn't want to tire us out.

Xandi likes trying to catch that little red "laser bug" until she remembers that her humans are really tricking her but she hasn't quite figured out how....It is puzzling for her and quite frustrating.

Xandi irritates her humans often by sitting atop the computer monitor and swishing her tail across the monitor screen.

She also resents her humans sleeping when she would like to have their friendly attention--like at 4 a.m.    When she gets closed on the other side of the bedroom door, she will sit quietly rattling the door endlessly.

Or she simply sits herself next to her human, putting her nose in their face and tickling them awake with her long long whiskers.    That's likely to get her on the wrong side of a closed door as well.

Sometimes her humans feel like Fred Flintstone and the cat that wouldn't "stay out for the night"!

Her    humans are hoping she will grow out of this "stage" one day very soon.

Updated: July 10, 2003

What do you mean I'm in the way?