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My Stories, V


My Stories, Part V


On Tuesdays I'm answering questions from My Mom. Her Stories. Her Words.

Today's Question

Mom, who were your favorite pets, and what made them special?

What a great question.  I have had 6 cats and 1 dog, and each as has been an adventure.

Pepper I and Pepper II

I don't remember which was first but one was from PAWS and one was from a neighbor's cat.

We went to PAWS to pick out a kitten and found Pepper.  She was black and white with white socks.  I don't think she lasted a year.  Sadly our neighborhood backed up to woods and coyotes lived there.

The next Pepper looked about the same except the socks.  We tried to keep her inside but she escaped one day.

Maxi-Cat, Marshmallow and Cinder

These three cats were litter mates.  We had originally wanted their mother but she wasn't available.  Her kiddos were lots of fun.

Maxi-Cat was the oldest and the biggest but he was also the biggest baby.  If he couldn't find his siblings he would cry and we would have to find the other two and bring them to him.  He grew up to be a beautiful orange cat.

My favorite Maxi-Cat story was during a snow day.  He had climbed on the roof and jumped down on our upstairs deck.  No one was there to let him in so he jumped back on the roof but was to chicken to jump down.  When my dad came home from work there was a cold, mad kitty on the roof.  Being the awesome dad he is, he grabbed a pillow case, the latter, and big plastic gloves and up he went.  Once on the snowy roof he grabbed Maxi and shoved him in the pillow case and quickly handed it to my mom.  It was almost like Santa was on the roof with a kitty.  Mom ran in the house and set the him down and he ran off and hid.

Marshmallow looked like a toasted marshmallow, white with light brown stripes.  He was my cat and slept in my room.  I would dress him up in baby clothes and push him around in the stroller.  I even have a cute picture of him in his sweatshirt, sitting in the highchair eating cat food.

Sadly, Marshmallow disowned me when I got Cash, our dog.  He stopped sleeping with me and even stopped coming downstairs, he thought he'd been replaced by a big noisy dog.  The week Marshmallow passed away he forgave me and let me snuggle with him.

Cinder was a very spicy kitty.  She broke her leg when she was still under a year old and had a hot pink cast.  Once the cast was off she ran away.  She was a beautiful black cat with an orange spot on her head.

Suzy

Suzy was Maxi-Cat, Marshmallow and Cinder's mother.  Once her owners got a dog she was abused and came to live with us.  Sadly, she did not like living with her sons.  She did however rescue Maxi-Cat from an attack by the neighbor cat.  She jumped off our 2nd story deck and scared that mean cat so bad he never messed with her sons again.

Cash

Cash will probably turn up in a lot of my blog posts.  He was a huge part of my live from 14-25.  He was special because he was my baby.

Next Week:  Mom, when you were a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?  When you were a teenager?  When you were a young adult?

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  1. LeeAnnDecember 17, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    The MaxiCat on the roof story had me chuckling. It's nice to hear about parts of your life that I'd never knew about before. Aunt LeeAnn

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