Photo Comments Sex: Female Weight: 13 lbs.
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Dinner....breakfast, annoying the other cats
Not being an only cat
Favorite Nap Spot:
Curled up close to me on the couch
Walking. She had a stroke and her back legs are very weak, yet she has such courage and determination she keeps trying, even when the legs fail her and she stumbles.
Squeaky was the first cat I adopted when I moved here to Michigan...and she lets everyone know it. She likes being "first cat" and won't abdicate her position.
When we got to the shelter that cold March day, we looked in both cat rooms. We visited Squeaky's area first; I had picked her up, held her and stroked her soft, thick white fur, but I hadn't decided yet. Squeaky had, though.
We visited the second cat room and found nothing to compare with the lovely white cat in the other room...MY cat, I considered her, by now.
When we arrived back at the first room, there was another woman opening the door to Squeaky's cage! The woman picked her up...and was promptly scratched and bitten. Squeaky had decided she was going home with me and nobody else. I went over and picked her up; she gave a contented meow and started to purr while I stroked her lovely thick fur. She's been ruling the roost ever since. She's about 8 now and still not inclined to take guff from anyone, cat or human.
Squeaky earned her name honestly. When she meows she squeaks...if she were louder I imagine she could shatter glass. She is still a lovely cat, but no longer small. When she discovered she was the ruler of the house she also found she could eat all she wanted for the first time in her little life. So she did. She could have posed for the "if your cat looks like this, she's overweight" poster in the vet's office. I know I should make her diet, but with six bowls around it's hard to keep her from helping herself when ever she likes. She likes often.
Meanwhile I try to keep her from eating too much and keep peace between her and the rest of her subjects. The only girl in a house full of boy cats, she knows how to keep them in line.
In early November, 2004, shortly before Thanksgiving, Squeaky asked for release. She couldn’t walk any more, and couldn’t stand either. Her gallant little heart knew it was time for her to leave me. She struggled up on the sofa, and cuddled close to me for the last time… She looked up at me with such knowledge in her eyes….I held her close while she purred her last song. Sometimes, when I take a nap on the couch in the afternoon…I can still feel her head on my shoulder and hear her loving purr. She’ll be waiting at the bridge. I miss her.
I've Been On Catster Since:
|August 18th 2004
||More than 12 years!
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