This past Wednesday was my Gotcha Day: The day MaMA rescued Munchkin and me from the cat-eat-cat rough-and-tumble that was Daddy Ed’s house after Daddy Ed passed away. All us cats lived there, with humans only coming in once or twice a day to tend to our needs. It was a hard life for two elderly gentlecats such as ourselves.
I wish Munchkin could have lived until our Gotcha Day, but he was simply too old and too ill. He never did tell me how old he was, but I suspect he was 18 when he passed. MaMA made something she calls a Fauxjito (rum, lime juice, and ginger ale) and lifted it in his honor.
And what did she do for me? She took me to the vet!
I’ll admit, I’d been falling down on the job of grooming myself. After Ed passed, I just lost heart. Then, when I started to feel safe and happy again, it was too late — My fur was full of thick mats that MaMA was afraid to cut out for fear she nick my skin. So she took me to the vet and had them shave me!
I think they took things a bit far, but I must admit they got all the mats out! I’ve managed to keep my head and paws in good shape, so I don’t look entirely like a nudiecat.
MaMA calls me Kojak, but I looked him up online, and he’s bald! The only part of me that isn’t bald is my head, so I’m hardly Kojakian, am I? But that’s MaMA — so amusing. Mm-hmm.
I can’t get enough of snuggling since I came home. Charles says it’s because I’m cold and MaMA is warm. I offer this photograph in evidence to the contrary.
I’m claiming my human!