Ah, Katy. Must You Leave So Soon?
My cat's 19th birthday story19 total reviews
Comment from ExperiencingLiphe
My heart is breaking. It's so hard losing a pet. My dog and I did everything together. She slept with me, shared food with me (don't judge. LOL). She cuddled with me and helped keep me warm on cold snowy nights. She moved cross country with me, yes, we drove and she handled the car ride like a champ even though she hated them. Every year I'd get her favorite treats, maybe a new doggie shirt or something fun (she hated them) but secretly I knew she like attention. You have to wrap them. I always wrapped her presents and when I went to unwrap them I made her come and sit next to me (her squirming wasn't cuz I wasn't cuz she didn't want to open it, it was her excitement, you know like kids who can't sit still.) Do something fun that you know she likes. A new toy, a new bed, anything. When I put my dog down we buried her in my parents back yard, right in the middle of it so she can still be part of everything, we put her dog bed in a box, then her and her favorite ball, treats, leash, etc. She was set for doggie heaven. Great job with this and good luck friend.
reply by the author on 20-Nov-2014
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My heart is breaking. It's so hard losing a pet. My dog and I did everything together. She slept with me, shared food with me (don't judge. LOL). She cuddled with me and helped keep me warm on cold snowy nights. She moved cross country with me, yes, we drove and she handled the car ride like a champ even though she hated them. Every year I'd get her favorite treats, maybe a new doggie shirt or something fun (she hated them) but secretly I knew she like attention. You have to wrap them. I always wrapped her presents and when I went to unwrap them I made her come and sit next to me (her squirming wasn't cuz I wasn't cuz she didn't want to open it, it was her excitement, you know like kids who can't sit still.) Do something fun that you know she likes. A new toy, a new bed, anything. When I put my dog down we buried her in my parents back yard, right in the middle of it so she can still be part of everything, we put her dog bed in a box, then her and her favorite ball, treats, leash, etc. She was set for doggie heaven. Great job with this and good luck friend.
Comment Written 20-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 20-Nov-2014
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What a nice part of your life to share with me. Thank you. Katy's still with me, doing her rounds every hour or so, complaining that I didn't go to bed at 7PM. I'm still hopeful that this water thing is temporary and not the on-set of age-related diabetes. At nineteen, every day is a blessing, and I've heard stories about cats who live to twenty plus. I made stew tonight and she went screwy with the smell of fresh meat. Chopped up some raw, very fine, but it was more desire, than ability--trouble chunking down no more than a bite with old teeth, but I fulfilled her immediate desire...
Thanks for all the stars.
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This might sound disgusting but if something is too hard for her to eat, like meat, can you blend it up?
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Yes, I could but she gets soft pate premium cat food now, she just smelled the blood (also sorry) and aroused her feral, old hunting instincts. I treat it more ritualistic. She is satisfied that I have complied after she's sqwuacked at me.
Comment from GWHARGIS
I son't like cats, yet I sat here and read about a cat and hoped for the best for her. That is how your writing affects me. I care and hope and pray for people I don't know, animals i don't particularly like and all because of your distinct voice and gift of writing. You manage to take an ordinary moment (Not that a cat's nineteenth birthday isn't big) and captivate me. Wonderfully written and tell the old girl, Happy Birthday. Gretchen
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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I son't like cats, yet I sat here and read about a cat and hoped for the best for her. That is how your writing affects me. I care and hope and pray for people I don't know, animals i don't particularly like and all because of your distinct voice and gift of writing. You manage to take an ordinary moment (Not that a cat's nineteenth birthday isn't big) and captivate me. Wonderfully written and tell the old girl, Happy Birthday. Gretchen
Comment Written 19-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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I certainly did tell her, and her response was outrageous indignation. Apparently she's pretending to be younger than her adoption certificate. "To whom," I demanded to know.
"When you buy me fresh liver, I'll consider telling you about my secret admirers."
See what I mean Gretchen? She's still bossing me around.
Comment from Jean Lutz
Please would you light one of those candles for me? I wish her a peaceful transition and may her candles forever warm your heart. So long I have pondered why God told Noah to take more animals than people aboard the Ark. Any thoughts of your own? Your words resonate deeply within me.
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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Please would you light one of those candles for me? I wish her a peaceful transition and may her candles forever warm your heart. So long I have pondered why God told Noah to take more animals than people aboard the Ark. Any thoughts of your own? Your words resonate deeply within me.
Comment Written 19-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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How very kind.
As for the philosophical question, I think my answer might be that God knew the world would recover and repopulate. The natural order of life, even the food chain needed to be protected.
As much as I love animals, I don't think the Bible teaching in this parable had to do with animals being purer of heart than mankind. More than most theological students (something I'm not) might argue against, I do believe a creature has a soul. I suppose it's how you argue what a soul might be, but I think it's the essence of a creature's being. My four-legged companions have all had great presence and attachments and I'd bet you the animals in the wild possess their own unique qualities. Perhaps not appreciated except by another zebra, or elephant or even a snake--shudder.
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Excellent comments.
Comment from Dawn Munro
Oh Ingrid, I laughed aloud throughout MOST of this, and then you (almost) reduced me to tears. (I'm in a public place, but it's tough to read those last few paragraphs, having lost so many of my own beloved pets through the years...you have a magic pen, my friend!)
It doesn't get any better than this!
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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Oh Ingrid, I laughed aloud throughout MOST of this, and then you (almost) reduced me to tears. (I'm in a public place, but it's tough to read those last few paragraphs, having lost so many of my own beloved pets through the years...you have a magic pen, my friend!)
It doesn't get any better than this!
Comment Written 19-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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Thanks for the glowing praise and the glitter from all those star.
If you ever get an opportunity to see a comedienne, Sandra Shamas perform, a lot of my writing mimics her style. One minute she has a huge theatre laughing themselves silly, and the next sentence quiets the theatre to a point of absolute silence. The comedy and tragedy of life.
Comment from jpduck
This is a wonderful account of bi-directional devotion. I loved it, and delighted in the notion of a cat having a personal step ladder and a heated bed.
I have one small suggestion: 'allow me to live in their house'. You really don't need to italicise 'their'. The sentence as it is written, on its own does more than enough emphasise the strangeness of the concept.
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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This is a wonderful account of bi-directional devotion. I loved it, and delighted in the notion of a cat having a personal step ladder and a heated bed.
I have one small suggestion: 'allow me to live in their house'. You really don't need to italicise 'their'. The sentence as it is written, on its own does more than enough emphasise the strangeness of the concept.
Comment Written 19-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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Thanks so much.
Don't forget the auto toilet that washed and blow dries the litter each time the cats use their box. Yes, it might seem I'm over the top, but it saves me hauling litter up and down the stairs.
Thanks for reading and the review.
Comment from Jumbo J
Hi Ingrid,
I was thinking maybe a purring Kitty-gram or maybe one of those exotic fur-less male cats can perform a lap dance? Hey, just a thought. Nineteen years? And how old was she when she decided to let you become her companion? Anyway nineteen in any animal years is one hell of a mile-stone.
You told this heart-touching story so well... and as a person who lost his little person with fur close on nine years now and still hasn't been able to replace her, I know how the relationship can be... OK, the 'she' was a forty-nine kilo Bristol Bullmastiff X... but an attachment is an attachment in anyone's books... I had eleven years, you nineteen... that's a long time to have someone in your life, but I know you love her and her you... one last ha-rah and a Happy Birthday Katy... party hard girl!
You really are a softy?
With our thoughts we create,
a time-line of friendship,
James xx
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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Hi Ingrid,
I was thinking maybe a purring Kitty-gram or maybe one of those exotic fur-less male cats can perform a lap dance? Hey, just a thought. Nineteen years? And how old was she when she decided to let you become her companion? Anyway nineteen in any animal years is one hell of a mile-stone.
You told this heart-touching story so well... and as a person who lost his little person with fur close on nine years now and still hasn't been able to replace her, I know how the relationship can be... OK, the 'she' was a forty-nine kilo Bristol Bullmastiff X... but an attachment is an attachment in anyone's books... I had eleven years, you nineteen... that's a long time to have someone in your life, but I know you love her and her you... one last ha-rah and a Happy Birthday Katy... party hard girl!
You really are a softy?
With our thoughts we create,
a time-line of friendship,
James xx
Comment Written 19-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 19-Nov-2014
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I love the idea of a skinless cat doing a lap dance.
You know, Betty White delivers a terrific line. She says, 'The best way to get over a man is to get under a new one.'
No pet can be replaced and the love you have for one is not diminished by adopted another. I think a new pet right now would give you hours of entertainment and happiness. Think about it.
Comment from Spitfire
Such a fun read. Full of charm, humor, and an empathy with my favorite domestic animal -the cat. I've had to put my 13 year old Japanese Bobtail down when she suffered tumors in her jaw. Like you, I held her to the end and told her about pet heaven.
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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Such a fun read. Full of charm, humor, and an empathy with my favorite domestic animal -the cat. I've had to put my 13 year old Japanese Bobtail down when she suffered tumors in her jaw. Like you, I held her to the end and told her about pet heaven.
Comment Written 18-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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Thanks. I am blessed that this is the third cat who has lived an extensive life, but that doesn't make the inevitable easier to accept.
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After the children are gone, the pets replace them. :-)
Comment from Dom G Robles
I enjoyed reading this story, the love of pets, two cats and a dog that created some kind of interesting problems in the home of the owner. The description of how the creatures lived and stayed together were prettily discussed and the observation by the writer was keen and penetrating. On the part of the animals, there were some kind of jealousies, and this was depicted well.
Then the feelings about the losing of the pets was nostalgic. The last survivor, the cat, Katy, who had been with the master for 19 years is expected to die soon. Nineteen years of being together, almost two decades, how would she handle the situation? My sincere congratulations for sharing. Dom
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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I enjoyed reading this story, the love of pets, two cats and a dog that created some kind of interesting problems in the home of the owner. The description of how the creatures lived and stayed together were prettily discussed and the observation by the writer was keen and penetrating. On the part of the animals, there were some kind of jealousies, and this was depicted well.
Then the feelings about the losing of the pets was nostalgic. The last survivor, the cat, Katy, who had been with the master for 19 years is expected to die soon. Nineteen years of being together, almost two decades, how would she handle the situation? My sincere congratulations for sharing. Dom
Comment Written 18-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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And you thought I wrote these stories alone? While I was still working, I had business printed that read, Ingrid Thomson and associates. The animals were my associates as they would lie across the keyboard and distract me from what I was doing. The cats aren't doing that anymore, but...
Thanks for reading.
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Thanks for letting me know. Dom
Comment from Donya Quijote
Just be there for her. That'a all you can do and that's she really wants. I lost my beloved Navy baby just over a year ago and I still mourn her passing...
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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Just be there for her. That'a all you can do and that's she really wants. I lost my beloved Navy baby just over a year ago and I still mourn her passing...
Comment Written 18-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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They really enhance our lives and expand our hearts. Thanks for reading.
Comment from judiverse
This really hits home with me, Spiritual Echo, because I recently lost my 17 year old Tula. My other cat, Tippi, is a few months older than Tula, so we're constantly worried about Tippi. Is she eating enough? Why is she sleeping so much? It's interesting how cats know when to retire. Like your cat, she no longer goes hunting. If she steps outside for a while, she immediately wants to come back in. I can relate to your feelings, and can understand why you're thinking of a special birthday party for Katy. She'd probably be happy with a nice long nap on your lap. judi
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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This really hits home with me, Spiritual Echo, because I recently lost my 17 year old Tula. My other cat, Tippi, is a few months older than Tula, so we're constantly worried about Tippi. Is she eating enough? Why is she sleeping so much? It's interesting how cats know when to retire. Like your cat, she no longer goes hunting. If she steps outside for a while, she immediately wants to come back in. I can relate to your feelings, and can understand why you're thinking of a special birthday party for Katy. She'd probably be happy with a nice long nap on your lap. judi
Comment Written 18-Nov-2014
reply by the author on 18-Nov-2014
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I may sacrifice myself--hate to even touch it--but the girl likes raw liver. Maybe for her...
Thanks.
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You're welcome. Well, that's one I wouldn't try with my cat. As long as she's unaware. Raw liver would be a sacrifice. judi
