My cat (oh, she would be so made if she saw me call her mine!) is black and grey striped, with white feet, white chest and belly. Her mother was a black long haired cat, and Clio does have some shag on her chest and belly and wild long hairs on her arms and legs, but is otherwise shorthaired. Very sleek, if you're looking at her from above.
She doesn't come when I call her, but she hides when I bring out my overnight bag.
She eats rose petals. No, more than that, she will beg for rose petals, and even if she gets one or two, she will sit on the floor in front of wherever I've stashed the roses and cry for them.
She likes to sneak into my lingerie drawer and thinks I don't see her.
She sleeps on her back with her arms and legs splayed out, and sometimes I have to check and make sure she's breathing. I call this her "carcass act."
Sometimes when she's eating, she'll sit with her tail straight out on the ground and looks like a big rat.
When she tucks her arms and legs beneath her while she's "nesting," you really can't tell she has any. She looks like she just has a head, body and tail. It's kinda disconcerting.
She likes to sit on top of my monitor, but only bothers with the computer or desk if I'm at it. Most of the time when I'm on the computer, she'll stretch out on the arm of the sofa (right behind the desk chair) and touch me with her hand.
When she visits my parents, she doesn't sit on the upholstered furniture, but when we're home, she's all over it. I guess all kids are more well behaved at the grandparents'.
