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Qita
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Twelve years old
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Female
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Domestic Shorthair
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| Home: |
Capitol Hill, Washington, DC USA
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This is my Qita (her full name is officially Blanquita, but I never call her that)! What makes her special is Qita is an indoor/outdoor cat in a city setting. She knows how special it is to sit in the sun on a brick wall near the US Capitol. How important it is to hunt mice, talk to humans in chirps, to announce hunting victories with a song, and to get a good stretch while soaking in all the attention she can get. A very loving creature, Qita works with her human father, a publisher, all day, every day, and knows how to set priorities — especially when it comes to taking a break from work.
Qita's true specialty is singing. Let me explain. About six months after we adopted Qita, as a kitten, she started dragging leaves and branches through the cat door in our home. She would carefully pull them inside, then prominently display them around the house - under the dining table, by the fireplace, in her human parents' bed. After a while each "delivery" would be accompanied by a song, at first a random howl, but increasingly melodic as time went on. After about five years it has become actually musical. What's more is that the deliveries of branches and leaves has morphed into rodents – with the occasional bird thrown in.
When she is not hunting, Qita enjoys impersonating the Great Sphinx in her father's office, no doubt as a warning to wayward varmints. That is, of course, until she is overcome by sleepiness, which comes all too often.
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