“Vayamos de fiesta! I am Carlita, and I’m ready to party. Olé! Why am I sitting way up here, doing my best friendly gargoyle imitation? Because, deep down in my cat soul, I am a friendly gargoyle – except I’m much prettier than most gargoyles. I know how to perch. I know how to observe. And I know how to guard. I am Carlita – means little Carla – and I am rather little – but long and lean. Oh, yes, and I’m black and white, just in case you didn’t notice.”

“I miss nothing. I study everything. I think I’m pretty darn smart, too. I’m told that I have one of the longest tails in town – and, when I walk, it swings with authority. What you might notice, once you’ve discovered that I’m up above your head, is that, while I’m certainly not a Siamese by color, I have a Siamese-shaped face – long, angular, slightly mysterious, and wise.”

“I’m young and strong. I love people. Especially people who want to party with me. Let’s get some of those dangly, feathery things on strings. You swing them around and exercise your upper body. I jump and jump and fly and exercise my entire cat woman body – except my ears. I talk when I play – ‘Arawp! Brrlp!’ Translated: I am having so – much – fun!!”

“I guess I was sent to Feline Rescue by animal control. They said I was dancing in the streets in a town where dancing in the streets is not allowed. Imagine that! So here I am – still dancing, still looking for a party, and still charming and cute. Do you have a party? Do you have a feather thing? You need a fine cat – me – Carlita! Olé!”

“I like laps. May I sit in your lap? No, I’m not waiting for permission; I’m just sitting. Do you feel purring? Carlita purrs. Do tell the black woman that you don’t have room for her in your lap, that Carlita has seized your lap for her private use. Carlita is looking for a forever lap, a person who has one, will party with her, and who needs a smart, young cat who does a lot of thinking in your lap. My forever lap! How about $120 for my room and board at Feline Rescue? Vayamos de fiesta!”