A British Shorthair
Photo source: http://aboutpedigreecats.com
Breed description
"British Shorthairs have very dense, plush coats that are often described as crisp or cracking, which refers to the way the coat breaks over the cat's body contours. Eyes are large, round and copper in colour. They have round heads with full, chubby cheeks and a body that is rounded and sturdy. British Shorthairs are large and muscular, and are described as having a cobby build. The breed has a broad chest, shoulders and hips with short legs, round paws and a plush but not fluffy tail. These are the characteristics listed in most governing bodies breeds standards to which show cats must conform."
Temperament
"They are not terribly demanding of attention, although they will let you know if they feel like playing.They are not hyperactive or "in your face" cats preferring to sit next to you or near you rather than on you. They will tend to supervise household activities either watching from a comfy perch or laying on the floor nearby.
British Shorthair cats have a tendency to follow people from room to room as they want to be with you and see what is going on. Some do not mind being cuddled but most prefer to keep four paws on the ground and have you pat them rather than pick them up."
Extracted from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_Shorthair
Where temperament goes, Blackie fits to a "T". My main complaint about Blackie has always been that he does not like to be picked up and carried on my shoulder. He always protests vocally when I do that. He is also not a lap cat, and does not sit for longer than 15 minutes on my lap. I have always envied my friends whose cats love to cuddle up with them on their laps.
And he is certainly very nosy, watching and supervising us in our daily activities. My mum calls him the Supervisor while my hubby calls him my shadow because he likes to follow me from room to room.
As for looks, well, armed with a camera, I started following Blackie from room to room instead of the other way round. He certainly wasn't pleased at the reversal of roles.
Blackie on his cat tree
Blackie in the kitchen
Blackie on my desk in the study
And now I've followed Blackie to the room, spying on him as he sleeps
Stalking Blackie.......he is looking petrified now
Blackie: Help! Someone please tell this misguided woman that I'm not a limey, I'm just an ordinary kucing kampung.
