Fond memories of Katie Cat
Posted by Abigail on 26/02/10, filed under Book of Remembrance | Leave a comment
Almost two years ago, I was lucky enough to have my beautiful tortie Katie Cat come and live with me. Regular visitors to the blog will remember Katie Cat’s Story.
My Katie Cat was a lovely lady of mature years when she arrived, enjoying sunshine and snoozing in equal measures. Food also featured highly with Katie Cat, especially squeezy cheese and prawns on special occasions! She had a very charismatic personality and I was never in any doubt as to how she felt about something – she always made her feelings known, especially if I dared to try to groom her! She would shout at me, take swipes at me and stomp away in a huff – before I had even had time to do more than a few strokes with the brush! Grooming was not her favourite thing and no one could sulk like Katie Cat.
When Treacle the tabby cat joined our family, Katie was quite put out, but soon realised that there was plenty of food to go round, just as many cuddles coming her way and a patch of sunshine for each of them!
Then Rita arrived and Katie Cat was intrigued – another tortie! After believing I had kept them separate for a couple of weeks, I discovered that Rita had in fact been jumping over my carefully placed barrier and joining Treacle and Katie in the rest of the house. Katie thought Rita was acceptable as she respected her status in the household and didn’t steal her food or favourite sunny spots. She could stay.
Katie’s favourite toy was originally her spider and she could play for ages, chewing and boxing the hairy fiend! However, that was until I introduced the catnip filled fabric champagne bottle. Well, what spider? The champagne bottle was her toy of choice from then on.
Katie Cat loved to sleep on my bed, not moving a muscle all night until I woke up and prepared her breakfast. Sometimes, she preferred to sleep curled up in her own bed, snoring happily, dreaming feline dreams.
Every time I think of my beloved Katie Cat I smile. We had only a relatively short time together before she passed away, but I felt we had known each other forever. Many, many happy times were spent with this funny little old tortie and I thank my lucky stars she chose me to be her willing slave! Thank you WADARS for bringing me so much happiness.


