I arrived at AMC in 2022 and I made myself at home very fast.  My hospital moms have had me on a diet and I have lost 2 pounds, however they say I have a few more pounds to go.  I object, I love food, eating and napping are my life.  My weight loss has been slow, I don't do cardio and do not plan to start despite what I over hear them saying, NOT going to happen. 

When I'm not napping in the doctor's office, you can find me in the manager's office curled up in a new bed she bought for her dogs.  It's mine now, so her fluffy pups will have to curl up elsewhere.

I have a dainty meow that sounds like I am underwater. My Santa Claus cactus toy is my favorite baby and I love to rabbit kick the heck out of it.  See, I do exercise, that is my cardio!  I enjoy cuddles, belly rubs and being held like a baby from time to time.  My official job at the hospital is to boost morale when my moms are having a tough day.  I will sit on their lap an purr, whenever they need Callie snuggles.    

Aside from my favorite napping spots, I do require a bowl of chilled water from the break room water cooler.  Which I demand at 3pm sharp from our manager.  If she isn't available I will attempt to jump up on the dental table when it isn't being used.  I usually need help getting up there, as I like to drink straight from the faucet.  However, I am not very skilled at the angle.  I usually just end up with water on my head.   

I rarely make my way up to the lobby but if you are lucky I might wander into your exam room for a visit.  I try to convince clients to feed me treats.  I know I am cute, and try to get away with it but my hospital moms say I am on a diet and scoot me out of the room.  Hey, a girl has got to try, right?