And the final Now-Dead Pet: Sunny!
Sunny's full name was Ice Cream Sundae, because the kids thought she looked like someone had squirted chocolate sauce on her head.
A comedian who played TG's theater once said: "If you have two cats, odds are one of 'em ain't wrapped up too tight."
In our family, Sunny was that cat. She was high strung right from the get-go.
In fact, her favorite possession (and, yes, it was definitely her possession) was a string. She carried it around like it was her long-lost kitten, and put up a mighty struggle if you tried to take it away from her.
Never underestimate the strength of an 8-pound cat -- she always won. Because she never gave up. [Insert applicable Life Lesson here.]
After an initial WTF (what the...er, fudge) reception from Clancy, the two of them became best buds. I think Clancy warmed up to her when she offered to clean his ears for him, and he realized she could be handy to have around.
Random Sunny Facts:
~No Lego car tire was safe from her. She would find them, no matter how well-hidden, chew them up, swallow them, and then regurgitate them in inconvenient places around the house.
~It took Sunny a long time to become a lap kitty. At first, she would only lie down beside you if you pretended you didn't see her. She graduated from that to crawling onto your lap, but only if you were asleep.
~Exception to the above: if I was on the computer, she would jump onto my lap and demand attention. If I tried to remove her, she would dig in and hold on for dear life. If I stopped typing and gave her my full attention, she left.
~She loved to hide her toys (and anything else she could drag) under the welcome mat in the front hall.
~Houseflies trembled in fear of her hunting prowess.
Sunny was only ten when she died (young for a cat) of an intestinal disease. I knew those Lego tires couldn't be good for her...
Clancy only lived for a few months after Sunny left us. I think he missed her even more than we did. He just sort of gave up. Either that, or he was afraid he'd have to break in another kitten, and he got out while the getting was good.
Crap. Now I'm crying.
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