Friday, April 10, 2015
Heya Hepcats and Killer LadyCats out there! Pour yourself a strong one and pull up a beddy next to me... I gots somethin to tell ya.
Alla the time I have thought about how I would write this post and now it's here and I just gotta 'cat up' and do it. You can't imagine how difficult it is knowing how much each of alla y'all means to me (and That Woman) and how, paws down, tails up; you are all just the best furiends a crazy ol' bat like me could ever have. (Raises her Niptini in salute)
(ya; mine's extra dirty!)
So here's my news: it's time for me to move on to my next adventure.
(damn I was cute!)
I came here to That Woman and The Gurl like 8 or maybe even 9 lives ago and I been here; watchin over 'em since that day, 19 years ago now. I been thru times with the 'Little Gurl', when she thought baby ducks were better 'n cats and she found out when they grew up into BIG ducks that they really were vicious toe biters (merciless to wee little pedicured tender toes stickin out them jellie shoes)!
And we played lots o' games together, and when I say 'we' I really mean
Then when she thought chickens might be better than cats! While they was kinda all right n'all given I got all the rats I could catch *looks wistful into the middle distance* OOOohhh kitties; them were the days: I remember when I could leap from sitting still; 7 feet straight up in the air after the menacing hummer birds! The Little Gurl would squeal in laughter! Aaahhhh. (sips her niptini demurely) And even when later she found boys... but I was always there, even when the boys were brats and made her cry, I'd turn on the motor and give her purrs to sleep.
That Woman said I would only allow The Gurl to do this to me!
Back then I would occasionally take mini vacations and be gone for a few days, but I always came home again, right as rain. The Mini Gurl would be playing with her friends or going to Brownies or doin her growin up stuff and then finally it was really just me & That Woman.
See, we wasn't all that close those early years. She was still broken over her losin her GinGin , her heart cat that came before me. And I'm not really the lap sittin, cuddly type meself (you couldn't guess that right?) so we sorta kept our distance. She was all busy with her job and bein a mom and bein the Brownie leader and room mom and well, a cat could see there wasn't really room in her heart yet so I just waitedpatiently.
Then she went thru a sorta dark time; you know kitties, like some humans get all sad alla time and nothing really makes it right. During that time, she would sit out on the back porch swing and cry. Oh she was all quiet about it so The Gurl didn't know, but anykitty could see. So one time, late in the evening she was out there I sidled up next to her and curled up right next to her. She was all kinda startled at first but then she pet me, and I didn't run off, I just stretched my toes and turned on my purr real loud. After that, anytime she was out there I'd be there too; purrin right along. Oh I know she got help from a doctor too but kitties, we ALL know it was really my purrs that helped her find her way again, and we been besties ever since.
Oh kitties! The kitties I've seen! I been here through lots o' cats. Foster cats, adopted cats; visiting cats; babysitting Bengal cats! (they is pretty exciting) and even wee kittentots. Sadly, we've lost cats too and every time she'd swear "no more indoor/outdoor kitties!" But ya know, I ain't no housecat and I would pester her for months until she would relent and let us out with her in the backyard again.
Course now we iz all old and don't wander off anyhow *Sigh* I thought I lost her again back there to the great sadness when we lost Coco but she rallied after a year we got the Ornj mutant. Even though he's a stinky boy; he's really special ta her on accounta he lays all still when she's holdin him. Sometimes it's for a really long time and I can see she'd been cryin too but he just lets her get all soppy all over his bright Ornj furs and he don't even care. I think he loves her. He's quite the gentlemanly mancat. I'll give him credit for that.
It's been a hell of a ride and anycat couldn't have asked for a better run! Giant backyard trees to climb (and ambush birds-and scrappie) lizards, rats,
mice, bugs, and inside all the peoples! No one was ever mean, they all pet me if I was around and gave my straight up tail a gentle tug now and again. (I loves that) And there was treats! Holy Cod kitties was there treats! And Blog Paws buddies
and Secret Paws Christmas'
and love letters from my 'special mancat-SS'
and toys and CatNip Quilts!
I truly love testin them out and makin sure they are all filled with lovely scents and some of my furrs too! I have loved seeing all they happy kitties who have ordered them and all the other happy kitties who one auctions! It means a lot to me that That Woman has copyrighted my name for all time! So now even though I'm not here they is still "Ms. Stella O'Houligan's Premium CatNip Quilts!" Who'd a thought an irascible ol ladycat like me would have a legacy? Whoohoo!
But even this smokin fun ride's gotta end. I'm down to just fur and bones and grit! While I'm still enjoying sun puddles I can't hear stuff anymore.
(can you hear meow?)
When I gets up my 'get up and go' takes a bit to catch up. And ya know, these old bones and teefs is just givin me grief. I done my best to hide it all from That Woman but damned if she can't just see right thru me! So we been havin talks and I been tellin' her little by little that I think it's time.
By the time y'all read this I'll have moved on, back to stardust, just like we all is. And that is such a comforting thought. When ya look up tonight at the stars; I'll be there! Tail swishin, butt wigglin, ready to pounce and romp with all them other stars up there, like The Admiral and Sparkle and Squashies and Skeezix! There's so many I'd need 10 other blogposts to name 'em all! *raises Niptini*
SO HERE'S TO US!
The ones that come before who live in starlight, the ones still here feeling the sun on their furs; and as for me?
Second star to the right, and straight on till morning.
Posted by Stacy Hurt at 6:53 PM