Putzi didn't wake up this morning. She, fully grown, showed up at our front door in February of 1987, in a snowstorm, and lived with us for about six weeks. She got along fine with our resident cat, but didn't like our dog, and attacked him repeatedly. Our neighbor, Mrs. R., had just been widowed, and had always wanted a cat, so she offered to take her. Over the years, she repeatedly told me that she didn't know what she'd do without Putzi. For the past several months, Putzi has done little but eat, sleep, and use her litter box, though she visited us three times last week. I now think she was saying farewell.
Just a few weeks ago, a cat that looks just like Putzi showed up at our door, also when it was snowing. I managed to locate her owners, who weren't interested in having her back, so Miezi went to Mrs. R.. Yesterday, Mrs. R. was out clearing snow, and Miezi was "helping" her, just like Putzi used to. My husband commented on how the two were almost indistinguishable, also in behavior.
RIP, Putzi. You were a wonderful, affectionate cat, and I think you loved your mom so much that you somehow saw to it that she would get over your loss. Did you lead Miezi to her? Even your names are similar. Say hello to Fritz, Pirate, Mitzi, Pussy Willow and Straycat for me.
Just a few weeks ago, a cat that looks just like Putzi showed up at our door, also when it was snowing. I managed to locate her owners, who weren't interested in having her back, so Miezi went to Mrs. R.. Yesterday, Mrs. R. was out clearing snow, and Miezi was "helping" her, just like Putzi used to. My husband commented on how the two were almost indistinguishable, also in behavior.
RIP, Putzi. You were a wonderful, affectionate cat, and I think you loved your mom so much that you somehow saw to it that she would get over your loss. Did you lead Miezi to her? Even your names are similar. Say hello to Fritz, Pirate, Mitzi, Pussy Willow and Straycat for me.
