Napoleon passed away this past Wednesday, the 16th. She was an amazing cat and loved member of our family. She was born in the Appalachian Mountains of West Virginia in 1998. Napoleon and Miro were found at the same time (Miro may be her mother). Here are some of the things we remember about her:
She was always good, she never misbehaved. She would even correct Miro if Miro did something she knew we wouldn't like. (e.g., Miro was scratching the couch one time and Napoleon ran up and slapped her on the butt.)
She would sweep crumbs of food under the food bowls to clean up after eating.
She had a very loud, deep healthy purr. The most unique I ever heard.
She used to cross her front paws, very lady like, sometimes when sitting on a chair.
She loved drinking water out of a glass.
When she was a kitten, she would stare at her reflection in the oven or mirror for 30 minutes or more. Sometimes she would stare so long that she would cry and we would have to move her somewhere else.
The reason she was named Napoleon is the vet first thought she was a boy, it wasn't until we brought her back to the vet that they discovered she was a girl.
When we had parakeets Napoleon would stand right under the cage and wait for a feather to drop, then she would jump up and eat it before it touched the ground. We think she was trying to eat them one feather at a time.
When Napoleon would sleep she would sometime lay partially on her back and curl up her front paws towards her face.
She was gentle and patient.
She was a very dignified being, anyone who ever met her could agree to that.
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