I don't have the camera or I'd put up a picture of her for y'all. She is cute as can be and a tough little cookie. In the last few days I have learned she does not like a few things. Loud noises bother her. Taking a poop irritates her to no end. She get's indignant about having to do that business and she growls and squalls the whole time she is in the litter box. She will walk on a leash but does not care for it ( more leash time is in order). She does not like road trips or riding in the car so we will be taking a few short trips every chance we get with Cali screaming and squalling until she gets used to riding in the car. She is a very brave little kitty. She plays with Hos's tail and back feet. He is a two hundred pound Great Pyrenees that does not like cat's or kittens. We had a Siamese that was very jealous of Hos. Hos would walk by and the Siamese would sneak in a smack on the end of Hos's nose every chance it got with it's claws. Hos did not know until he was three years old he could woof and the cat would run. Since he learned cats run when he woofs it is an auto woof when he see's a cat to close to him and sometimes he runs at them to watch them scatter. He has been very good with Cali, I told him he has to be nice to mom's new kitty. I can't call her "the baby kitty" since of course Hos is the baby of the house. I don't wanna create any resentment there for Hos against Cali. We named the kitten Cali. The first two days she tried her best to be cute so Hos would pay attention to her. She would sneak up on him and then bounce looking really cute and coy. It was not working he'd grgr at her and turn his head in the opposite direction. She got into his face and he woofed or grgr at her a few times each day. You would think that she would leave him alone and avoid him after that, she didn't. She started sleeping on the back corner of his bed. Each day she worked a little closer and closer to his tail. She now curls up on his back feet and plays with his tail. Until a claw gets carried away and Hos grgr's. Yesterday I heard Hos crying and moaning downstairs. I went down to see what he was moaning about. Cali was smack dab in the middle of his downstairs bed. He could not lay down. A little later Hos was eating dinner and Cali thought he should share. At that point I gave her a big "NO!" and put her back into the living room. One can only expect so much out of a dog and his food bowl is his. She has not been trying to eat out of his food bowl since. She can climb the stairs but she got in trouble for going into the bedroom and getting in our bed so she now has decided she likes the downstairs best. I'll put pics up of Cali when Rod brings the camera home.