Likes: Morticia was the oldest member of my pet family and kept everyone in line. She also let all the other animals know that she had lived with me the longest and was the boss. Every night she slept under my left arm all night long.
Pet-Peeves: New animals moving into her home, which was a common occurance. Poor Morty!
Favorite Toy: Morticia loved her tube sock filled with catnip. Oh, and aggravating the dog.
Favorite Nap Spot: Anywhere by herself, although she was a magnet and always has a dog or cat nearby...or two or three...
Favorite Food: Anything with tomato sauce. Oh, and CHEESE! She thought she was Garfield. For the last 2 months of her life she ate albacore tuna for every meal.
Skills: Her special skill was bossing everyone around.
Arrival Story: Morty was adopted from a co-worker whose cat accidentally got outside and had kittens. When the kittens were born I asked if she had a black female, and coincidentally, she did. Morticia was the runt of the litter, but has grew up to be a leader in my house.
Bio: Morticia was with me through thick and thin. She lived in San Diego, Morro Bay, Santa Cruz, Loma Rica and then two different homes in Sacramento and always kept her fabulous attitude. She saw other pet friends come and go through the moves and never failed to let them know who was the boss. My home is very empty without her presence.
It has been a few days over nine months since I lost Morticia. Although life goes on around here as active as ever with the other three cats, the dog and the crazy cockatoo, there is something missing. My shadow is gone. I miss you being in my lap every time I sit down. I miss your welcoming meows whenever I return to the house. I miss watching you explore the garden for hours on end. I even miss the grass you threw up every time you came back inside. And the one thing I miss most is my little black kitty under my arm every night in bed. I still sleep on my back all night, not moving an inch, so I don't disturb your beauty sleep...
Morty was the best cat I have ever had. I said I'd never have another kitten because I had purchased an Egyptian Mau two months before her and he was terrible, but Morty was an angel. Never got into anything, never went where she wasn't supposed to - nothing. She didn't even mind having her toenails clipped or taking pills. A year and a half after I got her, my Mau, Horus, started being mean to her and tearing out her fur, so now he lives with my Mom to this day in her barn. We call him the world's most expensive barn cat...anyway...The only really funny story I have of Morty is when I lived in Santa Cruz. She was allowed outside because we were in an area with no cars and a small lake behind us. One day she came running back in the screen door faster than I had ever seen her run. Apparently she had either misjudged or fallen into the lake and had black mud up to her belly. My carpet in my apartment was snow white. Black mud + snow white carpet = hell. But it was funny. She never did go around the back of the building to the lake again. That was the only bath I ever had to give her, and she HATED it!
I got Morty from a coworker when I was 22 (she was 8 weeks and the runt of the litter) and I was moving from apartment to apartment so I couldn't have a dog. She's been my one constant in my life for the last 13 years. She lived with me in San Diego, Morro Bay, Santa Cruz, Marysville and two places in Sacramento. For five years during my moves I had no friends nor anyone to talk to - not even my family. There were a few times that I was so depressed I just wanted to die, but every time all I could think of was Morty and what would happen to her. She was my one and only. She was always in the same room as I was during her entire life. She slept with me, got up with me, sat on the bathmat when I showered, sat in my lap at my desk and at the kitchen table, etc. I can't remember a time (except in the last week) that Morticia wasn't within 10 feet of me when I was in the house. She was also my "protector." No other animal was allowed to be as close to me as she was. She slept under my left arm, literally on my armpit, every night. When when brought Morty to the vet yesterday we didn't put her in her carrier - for the first time. We brought the two big blankets bought for Bowie's bed that Morty started to sleep in when she got sick. We also brought the bathmat that she loved to play on. She was really good in the car. The vet let us come in the back entrance, unfortunately they don't have a special room or anything for euthanasia. We put the blankets and towels on the table for her, but she stayed in my lap. The doctor came in to see us and gave us about 10 more minutes. A tech came a placed the catheter in her leg. She wasn't bothered by it and decided she wanted to walk around the room. The vet came in and told us to come get her when we were ready...how can you ever be ready? Anyway, we had the vet come back after a while to do her thing. We put Morty on the table on her blankets, but she didn't want to be there. She kept jumping back in my lap. We ended up putting the bathmat under her on my lap and the vet let her go right there. The last thing she did was look at my husband and I then put her head down. She was gone right away. It was the worst feeling in the world. This cat has been with me longer than any person or other animal in my life. She has also done more for me than anyone else in the world. I can't even think about her without crying. Thank you for letting me tell you about my special baby ^..^