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Zsa-Zsa (probably in 1985). A stray cat living in the yard of our rental
property had 2 kittens. The tenant said she was feeding the mother cat, but
my brother went over to do some yard work and found the female kitten so
starved she couldn't hold her head up (it was almost the same size as the
rest of her body.) He brought her home of course, and I painstakingly nursed
her back to health. She was too weak to swallow at first, and it took hours
to get an eyedropper of milk down, more by osmosis than anything else. |
| Here's a picture of Dayna (at
least 10 years later than the picture of Zsa-Zsa) trying to 'pat the players
on the po-po'. Shows you how long we keep a telly. Honestly, it was more entertaining watching her than the game. It's interesting that two of my cats who never met each other, both liked baseball players' bottoms. Hmm... I wonder where they picked that up from? |  |
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Zsa-Zsa had the most beautiful black-pencil eyelid markings, so I named her after
Zsa-Zsa Gabor (and only found out years later that Zsa-Zsa is Hungarian for
'kitten'.) After weeks of round-the-clock nursing she was on the road to recovery, and the tenant showed up with the male kitten, which she'd taken in once my brother got this one (it hadn't been in very bad shape because a mom-cat will nearly always give precedence to a male kit in any stress situation.) . She wanted to trade kittens, because Zsa-Zsa was prettier. I said 'no'. Zsa-Zsa loved baseball on TV. She'd run up and pat the players on their butts. She had no interest in football players, just baseball. She was heartbroken one year when there was a month's long baseball strike, and never watched TV again. |
 | Zsa-Zsa was mainly a silver tabby, but she had some patches of rusty color mingled |
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The amazing cat-magician will astound you with her bodiless cat trick.
This is Dayna, named after a rather cheerfully violent young lady on Blakes
7, a British science fiction show. Dayna the cat would attack me whenever
there were loud noises. I don't know why, but more than once I barricaded
myself in the bathroom when a truck backfired on the street outside. I got Dayna from the vet. I was only going to look at this orphan kitten he had, but the moment she saw me, she screamed 'MAAAAA' which is my nickname, so I felt I had to take her. |
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Dayna had calico eyes, although you really can't tell from this photo. The
area about the pupil was lime green, and the outer edge was orange, while
the majority of her eye-color was lemon yellow. She was a citrus cat! She was an odd cat. She loved to nurse on a white fur rug in my bathroom. She screamed to get in when I was in the bathroom, but after a minute would scream to get out. One day when I was a little too quick to shut the door after her she lost the last inch of her tail. It didn't bother her- even at the time it happened (I think it was so quick she never felt it.) But I felt guilty every time I saw it. |
 | She loved baskets, especially if they were too small. She'd curl up and look like a scoop of Neopolitan ice cream. Her white fur was remarkably white, not a tinge of yellow. |
 | Here she is practicing the art of camouflage. No one can see her. |
 | Poor cat, had to suffer with hand-crocheted cat-cuddlers on a sofa. |
 | I'd always wanted to take her to DisneyWorld to meet Mickey Mouse. After all, she had his face on her side. |