Thinking about our cat Winky. She's approaching a ripe old age for a cat. She turned 14 years old on April 23rd. I know this because that was the first date Bob and I had and I got her 6 weeks later. I'll never forget the look on his face when I brought her over to his house. I had gotten her from a friend that needed to get rid of the family of kittens that she had and me, being a sucker for a cute face, took one. I had two cats already and a dog. Bob looked at me and asked, "Do you know that having another cat is for life, right? That's like another 15 years or so that you'll have to take care of her."
This was his prelude to our future life. Good thing he got over it. I mean we have had as many as 75 animals at once on this farm.
Again, I am a SUCKER for a cute face and helping people out when they need a new home for their animals. I've taken in goats, cats, dogs, chickens, horses and ducks. And loved everyone of them! I would not change a thing.
Winky's been around a long time and has copped an attitude. Mostly because of her first experience in life when i brought her home to my house in Crystal Lake, Illinois when she was a little squirt. I set her down next to our dog Nigel and he immediately attacked her! Chased her around the house and tried to eat her alive. She was never the same after that…Can't blame her there!
She was always stand offish for the most part, staying only with Sam and hanging with her best bud Fuzzy. But when we moved here, she basically became the barn cat.
Never came near the house. An after Fuzzy died, she wouldn't even talk to us anymore. Until this winter. She decided that the house was a little bit warmer than my 55 degree studio or the -10 degree barn. We let her in and she's been hanging ever since. She knows and we know. She's feeling her age.
Except for the other day when I caught her playing!!! She was playing with the window shade string. Cute. it lasted about 30 seconds, but she played!
Way to go Winky!
And she took over Cashew's beddy-bye basket!