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PRETTY KITTY, KITTY BABY
January 28th 1987
To lie on her perch and look at what's happening outside her window.
She wasn't playful even as a young cat but she enjoyed a rousing game of kitty soccer with a milk container ring or an ice cube.
Favorite Nap Spot:
On the perch in my bedroom window. That perch is still there; I haven't had the heart to take it down.
Fancy Feast Friskies and my roast goose
Winnie came to me after the deaths of her Mother and Daddy. After her Daddy died, Uncle J called me and asked me if I wanted to adopt Winnie. He never came right out and said that he'd have her put down but he certainly implied it. Winnie was very sad while she was with me but I understood. She had every one she loved including her brother, Bingo, and had to come live with her auntie.
I accepted because her Mother had been my best friend since high school and she'd have done the same thing for me.
It heartens me to think that when Winnie reached the rainbow bridge her whole family was waiting on her.
Winnie showed up at my friends' door in Denton, TX, not too long after their first white cat, Mina had passed away. My friend always said that Mina found Winnie and said "Let me show you where to show up and how to act. If you do what I say, you'll live like a princess."
She wasn't a lap cat ever but she'd sit on the back or arm of your chair and let you pet her. She loved to be brushed and had the most beautiful, long white hair. The most striking thing about
Winnie was that she had one blue eye and one gold eye but she wasn't deaf (except when she was ignoring you). One Christmas I made her mother a tee shirt with a fluffy white cat on it. I got very close to Winnie's nose to be sure I got the colors in the proper eye. I was grateful that she didn't pierce my nose for me.
Winnie went to the Rainbow Bridge in early 2000. She had two surgeries for cancer but they weren't successful. Her vet and I discussed what options I had. I could put her down humanely or I could let her suffer. When she stopped eating and started to lose weight, I knew what I had to do.
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January 28th 2011 3:20 pm
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Real Mom over the Rainbow Bridge was NOT at all upset that you didn't remember until this afternoon that today would have been Real Mom's 68th birthday on earth. Real Mom doesn't celebrate earthly birthdays any longer.
And any, with everything you've had going on during the last six months, Real Mom's surprised you're able to get out of bet in the mornings and put one foot in front of the other.
Real Mom still giggles about the birthday cake you gave after she had that funny dream about her birthday where everyone was celebrating her birthday but had the wrong name on the float.
All Real Mom wants you to do is hang in there; she says you KNOW that you can handle anything.
December 26th 2010 4:40 pm
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This is sometimes a sad time for Auntie Mom. My First Mom loved Christmas so much that when ever she moved into a new place, the first thing she did was to decide on where the Christmas tree would be come December.
First Mom loved snow too; and it snowed on earth today. First Mom and I watched from the Earth Window. We could tell that Auntie Mom was thinking of us; but not with sadness. It was more a fond thought of how much First Mom had enjoyed Christmas and how nuts she'd get when it snowed.
First Mom loved Texas (where I was adopted) and Auntie Mom made us a wreath for the door using a broom, red and green plaid ribbons and a spray of red hot peppers instead of holly. Mom was so thrilled. One year Auntie Mom made four gold felt cow-boy boots (about12 inches high). Each one of them had the outline of Texas stitched on it with a bead to mark the town we lived in. Those boots were on the mantle every Christmas where ever we lived.
September 19th 2010 8:18 pm
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Misty Kitty and I made a fly-over of our families at midnight Catster time last night.
Mom was awake; she has always had wakeful nights. She was thinking about me and my Mom and all the wonderful adventures Mom and Auntie Mom had when Mom was on earth. She didn't realize that I was hovering over her and powdering her with Angel Dust. I went on and checked in on Mom's nieces and nephews. Left some Angel Dust for them too.
That was a lot of fun; Mom says she's going to come next time.
Gotta go, there's a limbo contest tomorrow and I have to get in some stretches.
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