I've always owned pets, cats and dogs, and for awhile, horses. Currently, we have two cats and a dog, but this post is devoted to Oki -- "Orange KItty". Oki is a rangy old cat who came our way via my youngest daughter, who reported that this skinny stray was hanging around her then-boyfriend's house and his parents were planning on taking the cat "for a ride in the country". Needless to say, I inherited another pet. That was about ten years ago. And we didn't know how old the kitty was then. Oki has earned his place as "best cat ever".
About a year ago now, Oki had a major health scare and a very expensive week long stay at a premier animal hospital. After that, Oki had to lose about ten pounds and is down from 22 to 14 pounds but is now an insulin-dependent diabetic kitty, requiring injections morning and evening. We also learned that Oki -- who we thought was a "she" -- is a "he", a neutered male. I guess our local vet never looked that closely and neither did we. It has been an adjustment calling Oki "he" and "him"! But that did explain HIS randy behavior around our petite female cat, neutered or not!
Frequently troubled by insomnia, I was particularly displeased last night when Oki jumped on the bed, meowing loudly and persistently. I think it was around 4 a.m. Diabetic cats get hungry and I kept trying to push Oki off the bed or at least quiet down so I could get just a little more shut-eye. Finally, the cat decided laying on my bladder would be comfy and I gave up on any more sleep. Being extremely near-sighted, I grabbed my eyeglasses from the nightstand and headed for the kitchen and coffee.
About ten minutes later, my husband was cursing and muttering....as he walked out of the bedroom holding a very fat and very dead mouse in a Kleenex. Eeeeeeeeeeew!!!!!!!! The carcass was laid neatly between us......an apparent gift from the fearless hunter.
So today I am washing a lot of bed linen. Now, when you own an old house with a fieldstone foundation, you need cats but......next time, Oki, could you just leave the vermin next to the bed? Or near your feed bowl? I don't think this incident is going to help my sleep problems!
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