{"id":2361,"date":"2014-03-20T10:44:32","date_gmt":"2014-03-20T10:44:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=2361"},"modified":"2014-03-20T11:00:50","modified_gmt":"2014-03-20T11:00:50","slug":"my-last-cat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=2361","title":{"rendered":"My Last Cat"},"content":{"rendered":"

Growing up on a farm, there were always cats around. \u00a0There was always a litter of kittens to play with in the barn loft. \u00a0I would sit for hours playing with the kittens in the cozy loft among the bales of hay and straw. \u00a0Our cats did not lack for affection or attention. \u00a0 I would watch my daddy spray milk into a cat’s mouth directly from the cow. \u00a0The cats knew when it was milking time.<\/p>\n

I have always named all the cats I knew. \u00a0Susie Sa Bette, Skitter Cat,(named for the Skitter Cat book I read as a child) Blackie, Fitzgigg, Cornflake, Muffin, Harley, because he had a harlequin look about him, and there were several more. \u00a0My daughter always named her cats Melissa. \u00a0We had a litter of cats and she had named them and we gave them away and she always was unhappy we gave away Melissa so we got a white cat and she, of course named her Melissa and that cat lived to be eighteen years old. \u00a0I was through with having cats until a friend at church said she had a litter of kittens. \u00a0I decided I would like to have one. \u00a0She brought a box of cats to church and I picked one out and brought her home.<\/p>\n

This little kitten was to be in my shop and was to never get out. \u00a0We had lost most of our cats on the road, you see, and I couldn’t stand to lose another like that. \u00a0We did have one, Harley, drown in our pool which was a tragedy. \u00a0So I brought Prissy Pink Toes home and wrote a story about her for my grandchildren.<\/p>\n

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Prissy Pink Toes is black and brown with a white stripe down her nose and one white paw. \u00a0She has blue eyes and pink toes.<\/p>\n

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Then one day Prissy’s owner, April, put her in a carrier and off they went in the car with April’s children, Skye, Austin and Neea.<\/p>\n

They arrived at church where Grandma was waiting to pick up Prissy, \u00a0It was love at first sight.<\/p>\n

Grandma picked up Prissy and her motor began to run. \u00a0“Prrrr,” purred Prissy as she settled in Grandma’s arms.<\/p>\n

She decided she liked it very much!<\/p>\n

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We loved Prissy, who was, by the way, named after the Gone With the Wind character, Prissy. \u00a0All my pets except for the chooks are named for people from Gone With the Wind.<\/p>\n

Anyway, I tried my best to keep Prissy in the shop where she was cozy and safe, but as cats are want to do, she wanted to wander and slipped out of the shop door one day. \u00a0I had to go somewhere that day and when I was driving home, I saw her lying in the road. \u00a0I cried. \u00a0I have not had another cat since because we live on a busy road and cats do tend to want to cross the road, like chickens. \u00a0Why do we never see dead chickens in the road? \u00a0Are they wise to the way of road crossing?<\/p>\n

I have had thoughts lately about getting another cat for my shop, but I have my doubts that I could keep it inside.<\/p>\n

Do you have a cat or cats? \u00a0They are sweet lovable creatures except for one I heard about on the news just lately who was terrorizing its owners so much they called 911. \u00a0He is now in an animal shelter waiting for adoption. \u00a0Would you want to adopt him???<\/p>\n

Here’s to cats and the people who love them. \u00a0Meow. \u00a0Bye.<\/p>\n

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