That Was Scary!

Tonight I walked into the livingroom that has our computer. The cat, Sassy, has decided her new place to sleep is on my printer. It is a fax, printer, etc. but the fax part is not hooked up. Thankfully, as Sassy likes to step on the button that dials. While walking in, I notice Sassy asleep. But something just doesn't look right. I walk over and talk to her. She doesn't move. I touch her. Still nothing. I somewhat pick her up. She feels dead. I have held a lot of dead animals in my life and she is dead.

Terry is there beside me telling me to see if she is breathing. I don't feel anything. I kind of shake her. Still nothing. I am thinking...how am I going to tell my children that yet another pet has passed. Even though she is around 15 years old. About that time, Sassy opens her eyes and looks at me as if I have disturbed her dying. Damn cat! Scared the life out of me. If that is her idea of fun to play dead then she is a very disturbed cat. I will be surprised if we have much time with her. She has been acting stranger. I told her tonight to say hi to Trapp and Mask when she crosses over. Tell them that I miss them and love them. Life will truly not be the same without the old girl. She has been our family since she was 2 months old.

During the first years of Terry and my relationship, we had a siamese tomcat. Terry and the tomcat had a bit of territory tussle. One day the cat disappeared. I still don't know what happened to the cat. I missed him and was looking for another siamese to replace him. Many months went by with no luck. I missed having a cat. One day on party line, I heard the ad for free kittens. I called the number, knowing it was not a siamese. I went there after work and there was Sass and her siblings. I don't remember how many I had to chose from. I think maybe 6 kittens were in that box. I fell in love with Sass. She had the little white spot on her nose that looked like an angel kissed her on the lips.

She also has the most endearing black toe. She has white boots on all feet except that one black toe. Oh she was a feisty little kitten. Therefore, her name was born. Sassafras T. Reynolds Lindberg is her full name. She bit too hard. Had to swat her many times to get her to restrain herself. Plus she had the most maddening habit of bringing home her prey and sneaking it into the house. So many times she didn't kill it and there was a live bird or bunny in our house. Now she doesn't hunt so much. Does a lot of sleeping.

Wyatt and Sass didn't get along when he was a toddler. She would attack him and he would beat up her. They now have a tenuous relationship but they are friends. Cracks me up when she is playing and will allow me to touch her or retrieve something close to her. The boys try to get it and she attacks them. Such a funny kitty.