Sunday, September 20, 2009

Cats...

As usual, things have been wild and crazy around here. We are always busy with something going on around here and don't slow down much. Right now, I am relaxing in my lounge chair with our little Angel sitting on my lap while I type this. It is soothing to sit and pet a cat and see her cute face. We were worried about her for a long time. She had stopped eating and lost a lot of weight. She was going into liver failure and the vet wasn't sure if she would survive. But, defying the odds was something she was determined to do. Now, she is on the mend and back to her feisty self. We are all breathing a sigh of relief. We love our cats a lot.

It has made me ponder a lot about how our pets become such important parts of our family and how important they are to us. We have not had too many animals over the years but the ones we have had have been important to us. I think of Kitty Kitty who was the first pet we had after we were married. Ken got him for me on my first Mother's Day after Deborah was born. We were living in Virginia and had gone out to dinner. That was a rare treat back then, but we enjoyed the evening with Deborah and as we were returning to the car, we noticed a pet store. We decided to go in and see the cats. Before we knew it, we were walking out with a cute little white kitten. Kitty Kitty endeared himself to us quickly and entertained Deborah all the time. She loved to love him and he loved to have her love him. When Deborah was tired or sad, Kitty Kitty was always there by her side to cheer her up and relax her. As Kenneth and Ian were born, Kitty Kitty loved and cared for them too. One of the biggest things that Kitty Kitty did was to let me know if the kids were awake from naps even before I heard them in the baby monitor. I always wondered how he knew, but he could and he would come tell me.

Kitty Kitty moved all over with us, from Virginia to Pennsylvania. Then, we moved four times in PA before moving to Texas. He moved with us to Texas and to all the places we lived here too. When we moved into this house, he had trouble locating the boys' room the first night. He had always slept in their room, so he knew he needed to find them. I showed him the room and from then on, he slept there every night. He spent his last night here on earth in their room too. We know it was a struggle for him to climb the stairs at that point, but he forced himself to do it and slept between the boys' beds. The memories of him will always be strong and we will continue to have a place for him in our hearts forever. We miss him every day. We thought we would never get another cat, but then we found Angel at a pet store and she was a rescue. Ian saw her first, and we knew we had to have her. Gizmo joined us a year later as a birthday present for Deborah. He was also a rescue cat. Now we have our psycho cat, Aly Cat who was a rescue as well. Right now, we are fostering her and trying to find her a new home. But, for now, she is as crazy as the rest of us in the Strain household.

1 comment:

Jean said...

Right now we have a dog and a cat. Our cat, Nero, was given to us by some friends and he is huge and independent...haha! Our dog, Pugslie, is a puggle and about the same size as our cat! The tolerate each other! We got Pugslie when she was 7 weeks old, about 3 weeks after Noah died. We thought she would help us all thru our grief. We are all very much endeared to her now and she spends all her time sitting with one of us and rotates sleeping with all the kids...pets do have a way of becoming part of our family! Glad you enjoy your cats so much! One cat is enough for us....he thinks he runs our house and just lets us live here...hahaha!