R.I.P. Wheelie

Our street only has 3 houses on each side and connects to a dead-end street at one end. So, we don't have a lot of traffic at all. Just now and then somebody is driving by to the main road.

Yesterday, I was watching Wheelie, our second cat, as she skulked around outside the neighbor's house across the street. They have a cat that is about the same age and coloring as Wheelie and I know they have met before (the neighbor said that Wheelie has mad herself at home inside!) but I've never seen them interact.

They never did see each other and when Wheelie decided to dart back home, I was horrified to see her get run over by the only car I saw in two hours. I'm sure I saw both front wheels hit her tiny body, but she got up and ran under the porch (her safe place) like she was just fine.

I yelled to Hubby and he went to find her. After quite a few minutes, Hubby ended up prying some boards off to drag her out. When he brought her into the house, I knew something terrible was wrong.

My brave Hubby called the vet and took her in, only to find that she had too many internal problems to survive.

We only got her in January (click here for her introduction and here for some pictures) but I think we gave her a good home for that short time.

Rest in peace, Wheelie.

Cats

Both Grace (on the left) and Wheelie think my right shoulder is the best place in the universe to sleep. And I have learned how to lean so that the cat doesn't fall off and I can still type with both hands.

 Now that Wheelie is getting bigger and braver, they don't fight and actually try to share my right shoulder. There's not enough room, of course, so the second arrival tries to make the left shoulder home. It never works.

And if the shoulder isn't available, any other part of me is optional. Apparently.

Hubby calls me 'the crazy cat lady.'

cat collar

We've had Wheelie for about 5 months now and, as you can see, she has acclimated herself to our home quite nicely!

new addition!

We have a new addition to the family. It was by default, but nevertheless, she's here. 

Let me introduce you to Wheelie! (Because she's wheelie stinky when she farts!)

She was thrust upon Otterboy by a local personage last week when he stopped to pet her on his way to town. We put up a 'found' poster but got no response so she's now part of our family.

She has wasted no time making herself at home.