Subj : Biscuits was: Olives
To : Shawn Highfield
From : Ruth Haffly
Date : Fri Feb 21 2025 17:08:35
Hi Shawn,
RH> Sounds like the hunger strike Jenny-cat went on. We have a friend
SH> They are so picky aren't they?
Worse than kids sometimes. (G) Jenny was good company the year Steve wa
gone so much for Army schools. After the girls were in bed, Jenny would
curl up at one end of the couch, running her motor while I either read
or worked on a hand stitching project.
RH> massive! With one hind leg amputated at the hip, he was still close
RH> to 40 pounds and could leap 8 feet (from the floor to a ledge near
RH> ceiling level.
SH> Amazing.
He was! He could also be as sweet as a baby, letting you pet him, then
turn and try to nip you. Did it once to me but I had a plastic spoon in
my hand and he got that instead.
RH> Jenny was small too, just a bit over 2 kilograms. She would RH>
occaisionally get the "zoomies" and tear around the apartment like RH>
she was possesed. She was basically shy otherwise.
SH> Pickle gets the zoomies every morning at 6am. He tears around and
SH> burns up all his energy. Then he drinks a gallon of water and goes to
SH> the closet for his after zoomie nap which lasts until noon when he
SH> uses the box and eats, then gets up on our bed for his afternoon nap
SH> which lasts until his before bed nap, then he sleeps. LOL
Typical cat! We didn't feed Jenny much canned cat food but she knew what
drawer in the kitchen had the can opener (among other things). She'd
come running whenever she heard the drawer open, always anticipating a
treat. Usually the treat was just a scritch on her head.
RH> of their own, let Rachel's boyfriend live with them for about 15
RH> months (to finish high school in AZ), and took in other waifs as
RH> needed from time to time.
SH> Current supervisor is like that, his teenagers always bring stray kids
SH> home for a few days or weeks at a time. LOL We had done it in the
SH> past with ours, but they are all grown now thankfully!
We never did but do have a number of our girl's friends that have called
us Mom and Dad over the years. One young man, when he was in Army Basic
Training, couldn't reach his parents one time when he had phone
priviledges so called me instead. He still calls me Mom.
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Catch you later,
Ruth
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