Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Stevie

I got a wonderful suggestion overnight from Caroline who write the blog Tea and Sympatico to maybe share personal stories about my cats individually. Suggestions are awesome because my old brain isn't working like normal. It's a bit muddled. I could spend hours talking about my cats. I am that person.
I wish I had individual pictures, but alas I lost my camera along with everything else. So, I'm going to start with the one who kind of started it all, Stevie or as I call her little lady, or also mama. As I tell these stories you'll see that they all have nicknames.
When Derek and I moved to our apartment in Erie, where I lived until I left, our neighbors had a broken down white van in their driveway. You know the kind ladies, the kind of van you run away from in a dark alley. Anyway, lots of stray cat activity went on in our backyard and under that van. I was still smoking cigs at the time, and I will never forget the first time I saw Stevie. She was in my yard, she couldn't have been more than a year old, maybe less. I called out to her, and it was the cutest thing ever to see her running up the stairs. It must have been her first time. She was not shy at all. She came right to me, and I was totally charmed. She was going back and fourth between me and my neighbors, trying to charm her way into a home. She has this cute hoarse meow, like she had a few too many cigs herself. I would always hear her meow when I would step outside, and she would meow all the way up the stairs, as if she was saying, "wait, don't go inside, I'm on my way" At the time Dylan was the only cat I had, and so I started the arduous task of begging Derek to let me bring her inside. It was not easy, but I was not giving up, it was going to happen. Derek has no patience for me talking, so I just talked, and talked, and bugged and cried until he agreed.
When we first brought her in, she hissed at Dylan and hid under the couch. I was worried that she wouldn't like living inside, but a mere two or three hours later, she was sleeping on the couch and thinking furniture was the best invention ever! She and Dylan became fast friends, and were up until his death. By the second day it was as if she had always been part of the family. She had no interest or desire to ever be outside again.
A few weeks after we adopted her, we noticed that she had put on a few pounds, and at first chalked it up to more food, less running around the neighborhood. However, much to Derek's chagrin, it became obvious she was pregnant. What did we expect, there were tons of stray cats in my old neighborhood. I was stoked, Derek was pissed.
When she had her babies, I was right there with her. Animal was the first born. She was the best mom I've ever seen. She took to her babies, and she was loving and sweet from the jump.
Stevie loves her belly rubbed. Most cats I've known are iffy about belly rubs, but Stevie flops down at your feet and demands rubs with her hoarse meow. She loves crunchy cat food, and is unbelievably picky about wet food. She loves cat nip. She is also the BIGGEST FLIRT you will ever meet in your life. She LOVES men. Once Derek moved out of Erie, my house became a man free zone, and so when someone like an internet guy comes over, look out, you are getting loved and also expect to be covered in Stevie fur, cause she's rubbing your leg relentlessly.
I am so grateful that Stevie adopted me. I think Dylan was lonely, and they bonded quickly, and she brought so much Joy to my life herself and through her babies.
Towards the end of Dylan's life, I know that she provided him with much love and also body heat. She would always sleep next to him, and if any of the "youngsters" were too rambunctious around Dylan, she would swat them away. Seeing that friendship was really special.




Stevie AKA Little Lady AKA Mama
 I'm sorry for the horrible picture, but going through my pictures is like a million cuts right now. Stevie is like me in that she's not a fan of pictures, so I have less of her than anyone else. We don't like our souls taken, we are not part of the selfie generation! Although Stevie is always in my old haul pictures, whether it's her foot or nose.
I wish everyone could meet Stevie.
As anyone reading my blog knows, I have started a GoFundMe campaign to try to help get my babies back. I am overwhelmed by the donations and support. It's helping me to keep fighting. It's a battle to not succumb to my depression, but the support and generosity are keeping that flicker of hope alive.
This was painful, but yet amazing to write about her. I want to talk about them endlessly, I want to write books and books about how amazing my cats are, and how they saved me not the other way around. So, thanks for reading, and walking down memory lane.

15 comments:

  1. Hey Hilary! I am sooooooo sorry to hear what you're going through right now. I just got a note from Caroline letting me know, and she shared your Go Fund Me link. So I'm just getting caught up. I will head over now and make a donation, and I will share the link in tonight's blog post. Everything WILL get better. Life has its ups and downs, and this is definitely a down. But I promise you (and your cats) will land back on your feet soon. Hang in there!! Thinking about you!!!!

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    1. Wow, there are no words to express my gratitude. Thank you so much for donating, and sharing my story and page. It means so much, and it means so much to my cats too!

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  2. This is a wonderful idea to share stories about your cats! I loved learning about Stevie, especially how sweet she was with Dylan, and am looking forward to reading about everyone else! :)

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    1. Thank you so much for everything! I'm enjoying writing about them, I want to tell the world how amazing they are!

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  4. Aww what I sweet idea to share these stories! Stevie seems like an amazing soul, I'm so happy you took the time to write that.

    I will be happy to donate to your Go Fund Me either tonight or tomorrow morning! <3 Hang in there, things will get better and this will only make you stronger.

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    1. Thank you! She is an amazing soul, and she has no idea the Joy she brought into my life! Thanks so much for the support!

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  5. Beautiful words. Really lovely to learn more about Stevie. Hope you're doing ok. I'm keeping on spreading the word. The Mofo community is getting behind you. Hang on in there x

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    1. I cannot thank you enough, you have been so amazing, and although my world is dark right now, this is really helping. And I enjoyed writing about Stevie. It helps keep my hope alive!

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  6. Sending love and funds to wonderful you and your wonderful cats. <3

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    1. Thank you so much! My heart is full of so much gratitude!

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  7. I made my donation <3 I hope it helps! I've been thinking of you, I know it is so hard for you right now but I know you'll recover from this and get back on your feet with your crew back with you. We are all behind you!

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    1. Thank you so much. You have no idea what the support means to me. And I really really mean that. I'm not used to this amount of love and support!

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  8. My cat loves belly rubs too. A cat belly rub is like a magical unicorn- so rare but so rewarding.

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    1. That's a perfect way of describing it! Their bellies are just so warm, and plus you know they really love and trust you when they let you rub their bellies!

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