Squirrel was born in Fort Worth, Tx the summer of 1985,and has been right by my side, in my lap,
on my head, under my feet, anywhere near me ever since she was about 6 weeks old.
In fact she is in my lap now purring up a storm. She obviously feels her mission in life is to make sure
she docks on me anytime I stop for a minute or two. She truly has my heart.
When I first brought her home I had the hardest time thinking of a good name for her. In fact it took
over a month to find the name that fit her perfectly.
There was noway around naming her Squirrel since she acts like one even now. Even at her elderly age she
will still sit up on her back legs and tap at my knees, and pants legs til I pick her up and hold her.
When she was young I would tell her to " Go Long" and she would take off running, then I would throw her a french
fry. I have an action shot (pictured below) of her and the french fry heading straight for her mouth, both paws outward
to direct the french fry to its final destination. Many times she would catch the french fries in her mouth. She
is a very unique cat.
Squirrel has never been happy to see anyone visiting, and she doesn't have any problem expressing
her feelings. She either makes herself totally out of site by standing up on her back legs and opening the door to go under
my waterbed. This is her isolation area, her alone zone I suppose. If she feels lonely or wants to make me feel sorry
for her she will howl. It is the strangest sound I have ever heard from a cat.
My Squirrel Girl is almost 18 years old and she is in good health, I
am happy to report.
I have noticed her slowing down a great deal. Her shoulders must hurt her because she walks
like an old woman, and lays down ever so gently, and these days she gets up even slower.
The thought losing her is something I am trying real hard to accept as reality. There is just
no possible way to ever prepare myself. The thought alone brings me to tears. So I think I am going to just be
here to help her through her senior years and make things as comfortable as I can for my friend. There will
be a time for tears later, cause she is still here with me now.
+++++++++++++++ UPDATE ++++++++++++++++
My Squirrel girl died recently on June 9,2004
She has truly been My Sunshine for 18 years. I miss her more than words could ever say.
She is running around like happy little kitten at Rainbow Bridge right about now. She is free of arthritis
and old age that slowed her down so much in the past few years.
I find comfort in knowing I will see her agian in Heaven one of these days.
