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Liz, 'THE cat'
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May 15th 1990
She loved to eat, she loved to relax, and she loved to be petted and to cuddle when she was in the mood.
She did not like to be touched in any way when she was not in the mood for it.
She enjoyed 'blanket rides' (being pulled around the house as she lay on a blanket we spread out for her; this was first discovered by accident). Other than that, she enjoyed string.
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She loved to be in the porch, sunning, upstairs on mom's bed, or cuddling with us.
She was not picky when it came to food. She enjoyed her friskies.
Lizzie gave neck massages with her paws.
Elizabeth was originally named Cinnamon Stick (we imagine this is because she had cinnamon orange sprinkled in some spots on her body). She was 'owned' by an elderly women who already had two cats. Her two cats, who she had longer than Lizzie, did not like her, and would attack her frequently. She approached my mother about taking her, and we did (I was only 5 or 6, so I don't remember the exact details). Lizzie was a very shy and frightened cat, at first cowering under tables and beds. My sister and I, being little children, did not help in our grabbiness (for which I feel ashamed). Unfortunately, my mother made the decision to get Lizzie declawed because she was always a temperamental girl (perhaps she grew up thinking she had to be to be left alone and safe), and mom was afraid she'd bite or claw us (she did that fairly often, but nothing too serious at the time). The people who declawed her may not have done the best job, for her sutures opened up at home the next day or so, and we had to take her back to get them fixed. Of course, this made her despise the vet to the end, and she would have to be sedated to be examined. We still feel very bad that we decided to declaw her. At the time, we didn't know just how cruel the practice is, in so many ways.
As Lizzie grew older (and heavier... quite a bit heavier. We loved her and treated her a bit too often), she became used to us and began to show her sensitive side. She was among the best cuddlers I've ever known. She had a way of melding her body to a person's and making one feel all warm and safe. Though she was not always 'sweet', she would always come to lie with me at night when I was upset or afraid of something (as kids often are).
After five or more years together, we decided to get a dog from the pound. We were afraid that Lizzie would not like this at all, but we soon realized that we had nothing to fear. Sam (our wonderful yellow lab) and Lizzie got along fine, and he never minded when she would bat at his tail or chase his feet. After he passed away (due to complications from having had heartworm), she laid in one of his spots every so often, for years.
She had the softest fur. We often said she felt like a chinchilla or a mink must feel (we wouldn't know, as we are against the fur trade). She had the loveliest green eyes as well.
She was a wonderful cat, and I miss her dearly. Her urn is placed in a china hutch alongside our dog Sam's, who she loved very much.
~Beautiful and unpredictable~
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