The other day, Aaron and I thought it would be a bright idea to measure the length of our three kitties. We figured it would be fun to document their length differences – and to really see how stout our sweet Canela is compared to her sister and her brother!
So we did just that.
Much to their chagrin.
Blue – The Stig / Pink – Canela / Brown – Kala
Shorter strings: Tail measurements
Longer strings: From the tip of the nose to the end of the tail
It wasn’t until after we let them loose, giving them all the opportunity to hide in the most unfindable place so that there was no chance of recapture, did I realize my husband was right. Using yarn was, perhaps, not the best tool to use for measuring them. It all of a sudden became really stretchy while working with wiggly, uncooperative subjects…
Imagine that.
Anywho, based on the measurements shown above, Stig ended up the same length as Kala. This just isn’t the case. Kala (in all her big kitty glory) has a good 2 inches on him.
But, what this picture does accurately depict is how much longer Kala’s tail is than the other two. It’s enough to haunt any non-cat lover.
And, as part of the driving force to torture our little dudes, this picture does prove just how much shorter our sweet Canela is than her brother and sister – even if you were to take two inches off the blue yarn piece. Poor girl.
Regardless of their length, they are all still the sweetest and awesome-est cats out there. Actually, they are so sweet and so awesome they’ve made more than one non-cat-lover’s heart melt. Yours could be next …
Canela – 5 years old – well, she’ll be 5 next month. She was the perfect kitty when we first got her … and she still is. Just a little chubbier! Uh, I mean … just more to love! She loves to be near us, loves snuggling with her brother, and she always lets us know when her food dish is empty and needs refilling!
Kala – 4 years old – our Tax Day baby. Of course, when you adopt kitties from shelters, you never really know when they were born. When we counted back the number of months of how old she was when we adopted her, it took us to April and we figured Tax Day was as good of a day as any! Plus, our little Kala was ‘on sale’. Making her birthday Tax Day only seemed to make sense – in a twisted sort of way. She’s our sometimes grumpy, mostly anti-social dude – but we love her still. And she loves us. When she’s in the mood.
The Stig – 1 year old – our Cinco de Mayo baby. Our little crazy boy deserves a crazy date for his birthday. What day of May is crazier than the 5th? It all seemed so fitting. He is just an all-around awesome cat. He can always be convinced to play. Day or night. Rain or shine. In fact, he often plays so hard that there are pockets of every day – hours at a time – that he will disappear to take a nap. Uninterupted. We never know where to. All we know is several hours later, he will secretly emerge, ready to pick up playing wherever he left off.
My Quirky Life 
