Meet Stumpy. She’s been an in-and-out guest at our place for the past two weeks or so. She comes to the back door in the morning and spends the day playing around with us, then we throw her out at night. Rinse, repeat. She’s a Manx, a breed that Meggie and I have a lot of love for. Meggie’s baby, Gabriel is also a Manx. We have found out from Larken’s mom (who lives 3 doors away from us) that she likes to tease poor deaf dogs. Apparently, she sits outside of the glass door and waits for poor Peaches to crash into it. She follows John and I around the apartment, talking to us. She purrs, she trills, she climbs up your leg. She head butts your chin when you pick her up.. etc. Great cat.
Taken from the website: “The Manx is a mellow, even-tempered cat, friendly and affectionate. Many people call the Manx the “dog cat” because of its strong desire to be with its people. Manx cats will follow you about the house, “helping” with whatever you happen to be doing at the moment. Manx cats are not prone to restive movement, and even kittens like to curl up in a lap for a nap. Manx do like to get on things, and if you’re looking for your cat, look about the room at eye-level (yours, not the cat’s) on tables and the backs of chairs and on bookcases. Chances are, you’ll spot your cat pretty quickly. The Manx voice is usually very quiet for its size. Even a female in full-blown heat doesn’t make very much noise at all. The Manx has a distinct “trill” which you most often hear from females talking to the kits, but with which they will reply to their people’s verbalizations as well. Your Manx *will* talk to you. Manx are clever cats, and do seem to have great understanding. Some Manx have learned how to open doors, and not just by pulling at the bottom, but by somehow turning the handles. They seem to understand very well what door knobs are for.”