Monday, April 20, 2009

Farewell to a Sweet Friend...

I have postponed writing this because there is so much sadness for DH and me. We got news a few days ago that our beloved Spike was found dead in her kitty condo a few days after we left for California.

This is a pic of Spike taken in 2002, when we lived in the Sierra Foothills in California. She spent most of her time in DH's office, so we called her the Secretary Kitty.

A word or two about her name might be called for. Spike and her sister, Rosebud, were born under a house in Ione, CA in 1996. A predator took several siblings, so the people whose house it was rescued the remaining kittens and looked for homes for them. We adopted these two adorable furballs in a flash. A visit to the vet for first shots and a general physical inspection was called for, during which the veterinary assistant said, "Well, this one is a girl, and that one is a little boy," (indicating Spike). So we duly named them Rosebud and Spike, and a few months later were shocked when Spike came into heat! We tried to rename "him" -- Suki stuck for a week or two but just didn't come trippingly to the tongue. So we bowed to the inevitable and considered her to be our little biker chick kitty.

Spike had the most loving nature of any cat we've ever had. You could always count on a few gentle licks from her oh-so-soft tongue any time you petted or combed her. Over the years, she gained a few pounds (haven't we all?!) and came to be known as "one of the fat ladies," along with our two other female cats, Cassie and Chloe. (Rosebud had disappeared several years ago...she refused to sleep in the house, preferring a large knothole in a gigantic oak tree on our country property there. We believe a bobcat or mountain lion took Rosebud while she slept.)

Rebecca, our petsitter, told us that when she came in to feed the cats and clean their boxes, she found Spike stretched out on the grass, looking as if she had stretched out for a nap in the sun and just never woke up. Spike was Rebecca's favorite of our seven cats, and she is feeling grief-stricken, too.

We will miss our little Spikey more than words can tell...so sad, so sad.

11 comments:

Bells said...

Oh Dianne! I'm sorry, how awful that it happened when you're so far from home. Hugs.

Lovely story of the name. It'd be hard to change it, I'm sure.

Allie said...

I'm so, so sorry. What a beautiful baby she was, too. Love the story of her name - we had a Sylvester that ended up with kittens. My heart goes out to you over your loss.

The Calico Cat said...

So sorry to hear about your loss...

Clare said...

Oh Dianne. I'm so sorry. I have a very nasty feeling that 2009 is not going to be a good year for Bloggers' furry pals.

Carol said...

Oh my gosh, I'm so incredibly sorry. Spike looks so beautiful in that photograph, remember her like that, what a gorgeous girl. My thoughts are with you.

Libby said...

I'm so sad to hear the news about Spike. I hope the good memories help of Spike help you when you are feeling sad.

McIrish Annie said...

So sorry to hear your news about your kitty. That picture is a great one of Miss Spike. I am sure she will be missed.

Lazy Gal Tonya said...

I am so so sorry, Diane. heartbreaking to lose a friend.

Cascade Lily said...

Sorry Diane to hear of Spike's departure. Sounds like she was one cool cat!

Jenny said...

Oh, Dianne. So sorry to hear of your loss. It sounds like she was a cherished friend (and secretary!) who has left you with some wonderful memories...

Thinking of you,
Jen

Katharina said...

Ms. Spike was cherished and I am sure she truly appreciated being rescued and adopted by you. My condolences to you and your DH.