Twenty years ago I walked into the door of my friend Jacqueline’s house and was greeted by two little kittens. One entirely black one and one little grey furrball…. I was a little shocked as there weren’t supposed to be any kittens left, except the black one since they would keep one. Jacqueline’s cat Poekie had kittens ten weeks earlier and I had told Jacq I would not visit until all kittens were gone. I had a weak spot for kittens and I just knew that if there were any left I would take one home and with three cats already in our household I had figured that would be enough.
But the little grey cutie was brought back by the guy who had picked her up as she was running across his white leather couch. I mean; seriously??? Apparently there are people out there who expect a cat to sit still and behave. Good thing he brought her back! She curled up on my lap as soon as I sat on the couch and well, I just melted. I told Jacq there and then I would take her home but I had to convince Tom first that we really needed to rescue this little kitten, soon to be known as Gizmo.
It took a little convincing I can tell you but that same night Gizmo found a new home in our household and we never regretted it for a minute.
She was named Gizmo after the gremlins, cute with really big ears and she was a real character. She had a morning temper and when we got up too early for her taste, she would be grumpy. She was also incredibly playful right up till the last minute. We had this little fun play things where she would jump into the (empty!) bath tub and would duck low so hiding from view. We would then hide on the other side of the tub and run our finger across the edge of the tub and she would try and hit us with her paws while we would try to avoid that happening. She would hit and dive low again. Running around in the tub and having fun.
O well, I could give you countless other examples of her funny character. She was pretty dominant too. She was the boss and would not tolerate any other cats to get the top position. Which worked fine as our other three cats were pretty soft characters with the notable exception of Lapje, the oldest lady, who was not always amused with Gizmo. Witje, the youngest before Gizmo, adopted her more or less as soon as she entered our house and they were always very sweet together.
About 5 years ago Gizmo was diagnosed with a thyroid disease which meant she had to have medication every day and she became very skinny, but still a happy cat.
The last couple of days she stopped being happy. She stopped eating and with her skinny frame that was just too much. When weighed yesterday at the vet, she was only 1,8 kgs. Going from a fairly large cat who must have been 5 kgs at some point in her life that was shocking. Having her stay with us would have probably meant organ failure and probably a stroke at the end… The only cat worthy exit would be to put her to sleep and so – with pain in our hearts – we said our goodbyes.
After being with us for a little more then 20 years we will miss her funny sweet face more then I can say. It’s the end of an era and for the first time in 30 years we’re now cat-less people.
And that’s fine for now. We will see what the future will bring!