Stormy is 12. Her birthday was back in June. Apparently, I am not a good cat parent.
She received her physical in mid-July and is well for a 12-year-old feline. My wife and daughter report that, while she hates being in the cage, she didn’t fuss as much in the car. She resisted leaving the cage at the vet’s, but tilting the enclosure did the trick.
Stormy has lost about a pound since last year’s exam. The vet was slightly concerned because our other cat, Midnight, had stopped eating and started losing weight right before he died last summer. But we theorize that as Midnight ate less, Stormy ate more. So we think it’s all fine.
As I’ve noted before, she’s become much more likely to sit next to me as she is in these pictures, and she didn’t do that before when Midnight was around because he was quite possessive of me, even though he was pretty hostile to me.
Before I feed her, she can become very loud. She likes to rub her head against my leg and let me scratch her, but she also rubs her head up against the sofa, the chair leg, and a table leg. When it’s cold, she will sleep in my wife’s and my bed; when it’s warmer, she’ll sleep in the hallway.
Don’t Go Near The Water
She has the annoying habit of going into the human bathroom and drinking from the shower drippings. But she doesn’t like water on her. I wash my hands, and whatever residual water is on my fingertips, I can flick at her, and she’ll run down the stairs in about three seconds.
The vet said we shouldn’t have another cat with her because 12-year-olds tend to be quite territorial. I don’t think we’re ever gonna have another pet. We’ll probably move to a smaller place, and having an animal doesn’t seem to be a likely scenario anyway.
