Wednesday, March 12, 2008
My Little Angels
I am feeling a bit better today. Thanks to all of you for sending well wishes. I can't get over how nice you all are! I am kinda tired of talking about my stupid RA and the meds, so I want to tell you about my two girl kitties. I need to update their pictures.
Cricket: She's black, sleek and shiny. She's around six years old and is slowly becoming my cat. We got her when she was a kitten. She had been living on the streets and was rescued by a little girl that my daughter was friends with way back in sixth grade. The girl had saved Cricket from being hit by a bus after some boys had been chasing her. She took Cricket to school and my daughter became immediately taken with her. My husband grudgingly let her take the kitten home when he picked her up from school that day. The girl that rescued Cricket couldn't have pets because her family rented. After much begging and pleading to my husband we decided Cricket belonged with us. I named her after a black cat that my grandmother had. Cricket used to be considered my daughter's cat, but as my daughter has turned into a teenager she has been distracted with school and friends and no longer allows Cricket in her room. (This could also have something to do with Cricket peeing in her bed as an act of revenge for my daughter daring to have a sleep over party.) ;) After Tookie passed, Cricket seemed to pick up on my sadness. She began coming to me while I quietly wept in my bedroom, purring and licking me. If you knew her you would know that this was out of character for her. I welcomed her affection gratefully. Now, she seeks me out throughout the day and sleeps on my tummy every night. She is still very naughty, but I admire her craftiness and I think she's adorable.
Billie: Her full name is Billie Holiday Lady of the Day. I gave her a "fancy" name because she's a pedigree Persian. I was also in a Billie Holiday phase and Persians kind of look like they could sing the blues. :) Billie is actually a very happy cat. She's on my lap right now. She will be 14 in July. To our frustration, she hates to be groomed! Every day I must carefully, gently comb her while her mood is relaxed. When her tail starts swishing I know I'm either going to get scratched or get the bitey. Knots must be cut and that usually requires some help from my husband. I am definately Billie's Momma. I baby her and she loves it. For some reason I still think of her as a kitten. Maybe because she's kind of small.
Well, those are my two girls. I can't believe they are as old as they are all ready! Tookie was well into her 20's when she passed. The V E T said that was highly unusual and a testament to how much I loved her. Maybe, hopefully Billie and Cricket will be around for a long time yet. I know they bring a bit of happiness to my days.