My name is Pantoufle, for friends Pantie
Hi Friends!
Why should you be interested in reading about a normal Italian CAT, with a funny French name, Pantoufle (Slipper in English) shortened Pantie (well… embarrassing in English)?
Strange names were typical in my family. My biological mom used to have an “exotic” name, Nekko, the Japanese translation for cat in English.
When I arrived home, the movie 'Chocolat' was very popular in Italy. Dad looked at me and said: “Your name will be Pantoufle like girl’s Bestie in the movie”.
I have been a very lucky kitty living inside and outside accordingly to my mood. Usually Wednesdays were dedicated to resting and no way I would leave my comfortable basket even if my friends Mosé and Romeo could come and pick me up for an adventure. We used to have a meeting every day at the same time. Mom has never understood where we used to go. It used to be a secret between us cats.
Hunting has always been my favorite activity but always on my own. I used to be the best terrace guardian against lizards, night butterflies and birds. Mom has always been so upset about it and used to get so mad and shout at me while running to free the poor animals from my jaws.
“That’s me” I used to think, wondering why she used to be so angry! These humans! But best occasions were in her absence, enjoying the pleasure till the end, hiding the preys under my favorite rug.
How frightening it was for mom while cleaning up!
Best season of the year was spring. Neighbors used to come home for a couple of months from Santo Domingo where they lived during the rest of the year. Everyday I run up and down the stairs to roam freely. It came with the terrible price of listening to neighbor lady’s shrills, practicing her soprano voice and smelling her horrible perfume! Unbearable but for free you never get anything.
My last battle started in February 2013. Very high fever, vet, screening and diagnosis, terrible diagnosis: FELV. No treatment can heal it, only medications to control it.
Mom and auntie could not believe it. I had always been vaccinated … how could it happen?
Mom did all what she could, feeding me like a baby, giving me injections, loving me more than ever. No way, FELV was very aggressive. I have been loosing half of my weight for three months till the very end when I got half paralyzed.
I was a very loved and spoilt kitty and mom was a wonderful parent looking after me all the time, refusing to sleep and being at my side till I was put to eternal sleep and cremated. She was worried I could be mistreated while reaching the beautiful OTRB meadows. But all her sorrows disappeared when she was reassured she don't ever have to abandon me and could get my ashes back on the same day.
Hey pals! No tears nor sadness! I am happy now, running free and hunting again. I am no longer suffering and live in my mom’s, beloved ones’ and friends’ heart.
From Auntie Stefi with love
Written by Auntie Stefi @Brici161 Wonderful Mom of Pantie is Hf_Fulvia @Hf_Fulvia You can follow them on Twitter