Cubby

we had to name her, and… well, let’s just say we had a few choices: Daffy, Super Amazing Gumball, etc.  We all settled on the name Cubby!  She grew to love being petted, and we would make her dance, with help provided by us moving her little paws and legs with our hands on the table.  She always had the look, like, “I’m not ideally a dancer, but what choice do I have?  “Cubby had tendencies of tackling one of my sisters quite a bit, which was very funny for me to be entertained by.  A fun fact about Cubby is she never ever bit me once, no matter how many times I annoyed her.  It was as if I was there, she thought I was giving her permission to bite them, but not me!  She was the most loving cat a person could have in life.  Cubby was loved by many people. She was even quietly featured in the book I wrote in 2017, so she was kind of a celebrity.  Cubby would never tolerate obedience lessons because like a cat, she would be very persistent to only do things her way, which was nothing but perfection in my book.

Cubby was a talker, and sometimes singer at heart, because when she and I had times at 1 am, I could’ve sworn she was singing better than 95% of anyone in the top 10 best singers on the Itunes charts.  We had very deep conversations, and she never told a soul of the many secrets I told her.  She was the kind of kitty that preferred the outdoors more than the inside, and that came into play when we moved into a slightly bigger house.  She really enjoyed letting us know that for sure when we started noticing carpet by doors slowly being removed and in her mouth! She became the neighborhood cat, but never once thought to leave us.

There have been so many moments of Cubby’s life that will live in our hearts for more years than I can count.  I’m so humbled to have her as a sister, best friend, and family member. She never doubted our love for her!  I can remember when she took down three baby raccoons, trying to take her food.  That wasn’t the only time she showed her strength, though. She brought me many presents at my front door, including long-eared baby mice, that looked EXACTLY like baby bunnies. She laid them out proudly on the front step. She was a very tough cookie, as my grandma would say.

Around 11 pm last night (August 20th, 2018) Cubby started acting kinda strange, and if it wasn’t for my sister’s fiance noticing her as he left, Cubby would’ve had a very hard night,  and likely would have not survived. She started expressing symptoms like my dog Butterscotch had done, closer to her ending.  A sudden issue that we later found out was a blood clot in her back, along with intense pain brought us to the emergency vet, and we said our goodbyes at 1:15 am.