Sunday, November 24, 2013
Cat Tales: Lily
A lot of Lily's personality can be summed up from these photos - she does spend a lot of time looking down her nose, judging the other cats and finding them lacking. She's the oldest cat now that Max is gone, Queen of the house of you ask her.
Probably if you ask me, too. Her full name is Princess Tiger Lily, because when I got her, as a skinny nursing outdoor mom cat whose kittens had died in a heat wave, she was still ridiculously regal. (Max tried to nurse on her and found out that queens, no matter what their condition, can rabbit kick pretty hard if you treat them like a soda fountain).
Lily's 14 now, the official sewing room mascot. She also spends a lot of time with Mario in his office because what she likes more than almost anything else is being an only cat. And that's a situation in our house that's pretty hard to come by.
She also knows she's special. She gets to nap on the fabric scraps, bat spools of thread around on the floor, and because she's skinny, she gets wet food twice a day and any people scraps she's willing to eat. The skinniness is just age - and since she's a little arthritic, I figure being a bit lightweight is easier on her than being a chunk like most of my other cats.
We're coming close to the end of the pack here. Thankfully, we're also coming close to the end of the year and craft show season - which means I'll be able to sew for myself some time very soon!
And Lily will supervise.