That Darn Cat!

spike and butter share a moment

For those of you who haven’ t had the pleasure of getting to know my cat spike, well. She’s a trip..
I adopted her when one of our TV crews was following the Olympic flag through Georgia back in 1992.. She was a wee little thing.. And she came with a host of medical issues.. The vet said that she had most likely tried to sleep in a car engine to keep warm.. So when someone started the car, she lost an ear and a couple of pads on her paw.. but she was a trooper.. and got the all clear from the vet after they drained a nasty hematoma in her ear.. she was always a little off.. but cute.. She loves asparagus, boiled peanuts and dry spaghetti noodles... she would rather drink water out of anyone’s bowl but her own.. and she had an addiction to anything menthol.. if you put on icy hot or rawleigh ointment.. she gets a wild look in her eye and will try to lick the area that you have treated..
She started doing this weird thing, where she would collect things and nest in them.. at first we thought she was hunting and killing.. but the vet said it was her maternal side collecting “babies” and nesting with them.. so we would pick up trails of beanie babies and socks, that she would bring to us..
Sometimes she would leave them in our bed.. right where I sleep.. Sometimes she would just drag them through the house.. she always did this weird meow when she was doing it.. we always thank her for the presents when she brings them to us.. sometimes there will just be this path of socks and things leading nowhere.. but she was busy while we were gone..
We had a friend that for the longest time apparently just thought we left socks all around the house until she was over one night and spike brought us some socks. Glad that got cleared up!
Spike has gone through several of her 9 lives.. she had an abscess on her tail that had to be surgically fixed.. they didn’t tell me the fur wouldn’t grow back, so she has a ring of no fur just at the base of her tail. On our anniversary a few years ago.. she decided she no longer liked having her collar on her, so she tried to slip out of it.. it got stuck in her mouth and she ripped her tongue in half.. it was gross.. but after she got fixed up it was funny cause she couldn’t meow.. so she purred a lot.. she also had to be near both butter and me, so we had this cat who was putting with a cone on her head.. like a megaphone.. it was quite loud while trying to sleep. Being that she was a feral cat, she was always quite aloof.. after that last incident she has become loving to the point of being codependent.. she is always lovin on us.. she tried to love on us with the cone on.. which became funny cause she would try to rub her head on you and the cone would get stuck..
So our loving cat continues the sock parade.. it doesn’t matter if they are clean or dirty.. she will dig in a laundry basket after butter folds all the laundry to find socks.. which is what happened tonight.. We went to dinner for Valentines Day and when we returned.. this is what we found..

notice the pile of clean socks behind her

We love our cat.. she’s just a little weird. Thought we would share..
This is the basket of clean clothes that the socks were buried in..




big yawn after a long hard day of work


She's a crazy kitty! but we love her.. and so do all of our friends and family.. my mom used to call her cheetah cause she was so sleek and tiny.. but she's developed a pooch.. old age I guess.