I’m Zipper Strout, Call me Zip for short. I’ve been in the family the longest, so I should have blogged first. Growing old really sucks. My hips don’t work like they should and I can’t see like I used to. I don’t think my hearing is as keen either. The only thing that still works is my voice. When I yowl, everybody’s hair rises on their necks. My Dad, who used to love me to death, now yells at me and squirts me with water if I talk too much. He says it hurts his ears.
It takes all my energy to maintain the No. 1 status in the house. I don’t worry about Hunter. He wouldn’t know what to do if he had to be the head honcho. But Percy and the other cat are starting to test me now. I’ll hang on as long as I can.
Oh, the stories I could tell you of my youth. Damn good thing cats have nine lives. One night back in my prime, I was outside prowling at midnight when this huge black thing lumbered across the grass. The other cat flattened herself to the ground and watched. Not me. I’m an Alpha cat who takes command so I charged this giant monster and jumped on its back, wrapping my front legs around it’s chest so it couldn’t get away. YEEOW. Hundreds of needles sank into my face and chest. Somehow instinct guided me home. I scrambled up the posts to the upstairs porch and screeched bloody murder until mom opened the door. The night went down hill from there. My mom stuffed me into a box and drove forever to get to a vet. Don’t remember much until I woke up at home with this god-awful cone thing around my neck. My advice to all you cats out there...don't mess with a porcupine.
Needless to say, since that night I haven't been allowed outside at night.
8 comments:
Zipper, I didn't mind your chatter, but I do have to admit ... it is loud! And you poor thing with your brush with the porcupine. Sure hope you've learned your lesson.
Zipper, I feel your pain at growing old. My hips don't work like they used to either, but I can't yowl as loud as you can. You're still the alpha!
Cute and insightful :P I'm gonna let me cat read this :P Here's hoping!
Ha ha.. 'It takes all my energy to maintain the No. 1 status in the house.' this is really good and in my opinion its not loud, its pretty interesting!
Zipper has passed on. RIP my friend.
He's adorable! My daughter's cat is name Hunter! My daughter since a teen has been one to rescue and adopt from the shelter and together right now, she has two and I have two! I can't image my days without them! Mine are indoor cats and it was hard for some that we resucued over the years because they wanted out but that changes once they are in a while and love it. Our oldest, Misha, wants to go out and my daughter takes her and she always just lays on the cool area. It was funny because last night she went to the door and we figured she had enough and wanted to come in, but she comes in, uses the liter box and wants to go back out, LOL. I guess we taught them well!
By the way, don't know if you have Facebook, but I posted around about your free MISSING IN ACTION. Thank you dearly for that. Its time for me to re-read! Its been too long cuz I read that when first out! Hugs, Cathie (Caffey)
Hi Caffey,
Thanks for posting. Zipper is gone now, but his memory will live forever.
Actually, dear, you're not.
You're a sinfull mortal.
Alas! cries poor Yorick.
Me, too. Wanna find-out
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change thy finite existence
into a party-hardy-time-bomb
which'll explode in the starry
sky for oemnillions of years?
OemnillionsObooks?
OemnillionsOdesires?
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Cya soon, miss adorable girl...
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