She was an awesome cat in looks, personality and love levels.
She and our 15 year old lab, Junior the Wonder Dog, grew up together and were best friends. Junior is still with us and hasn’t realized yet that she’s gone. They spend hours grooming one another - what a sight … a 110 lb lab delicately grooming a 7lb kitty.
W.C. was short for Wild Cat … she was our 21 year old daughters best friend in the world. I had the unfortunate job of telling our daughter over the phone today, long distance, as she is in the Air Force and stationed two days drive away. She was hysterically heartbroken and I wanted to be there and hug her through her loss.
W.C. was willingly dressed in baby doll clothes, pushed around in a doll buggy, and generally doted on by our daughter. She gave us several litters of beautiful kittens, all of which found loving homes. After we ended her ability to procreate W.C. helped care for any kittens she could get her paws on. She was a great mother until her dying breath.
She was also a great huntress in her time… bringing us many gifts of mice, frogs, bream (fish) and a small garter snake or two.
W.C. was not your ordinary cat. She was never litter box trained, yet spent most of her time indoors. She would come and get us when she needed to go outside to do her business. In her retirement years - we made the mistake of moving to a neighborhood home, taking her away from the country she grew up in. She promptly let us know of our mistake by pooping on my daughter and my pillow - just once - just to let us know she was a tad upset. She had a great sense of humor
It hit me today W.C. has been with me longer than four of my children. 15 years old this month.
Thank you Lord, for allowing us to share her life. We appreciate your loving gift of W.C.'s existance.