A new cat toy to entertain both Peps and myself. I sat watching her scoop pieces of dry cat food out of the hole, piece by piece to eat each one as she brought it to the surface. She had an entire bowl of food right behind her, but preferred the challenge of the new dish. She pulled the food out until it was empty then went on her way, funny cat. I'm not sure how people live without animals in their lives, missing out on so much entertainment. Peps is over ten years old, I'd have to check with my son for her exact age.... he would track that kind of thing. She still acts like a kitten, hunts like a pro and will go down in history as one of the best cats I've ever had. Cats, like people, come in all personalities, some better than others. I've had a few cats that weren't charming at all, those always live long lives. Peps is up there in the ranks with Black Kitty (original name I know) who I had for over fifteen years and still remember fondly. next was Honey, a Maine coon cat that was mean and looked as if she was a wild animal (acted it as well). Then Nubz, another tiger cat, this one with a nub tail due to inbreeding and an ornery personality. Nubz would scratch anyone if they dared to walk by her, everyone except my son, who she loved. She bit or scratched everyone, except for him...go figure! He was overseas at war when she was dying and the crazy thing was, I knew the cat was hanging on, waiting to see him before letting go. Even though I held no great affection for the ornery feline, at the end, my heart hurt for her so I FaceTimed my son so he could talk to the dying cat..oh the things we do!! I sat next to the cat, holding the phone while my son said goodbye to Nubz and told her it was ok to let go. I'm not one to get choked up, but did then and still do if I allow myself to remember that moment. Within minutes of ending the call, Nubz died and was at peace, her passing remains one of the saddest things I've ever seen. I imagine my son over in Afghanistan, taking a break from the mayhem of war to give his cat a farewell talking to, ugh....choked up again! I'm not sure how long we'll be lucky enough to have Peps with us, or what cat will be next. I only know I've never lived without one, so don't expect that to change. Tim often thinks we'll get a dog some day, isn't he tracking I'm a cat lady?? I imagine it will be like the new chicks coming home, I'll just arrive home with a new tiny meowing kitten safely held inside a box. Tim will have no choice but to fall in love, select a silly name and prepare to be entertained for years to come. See..we're not just chicken people!
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