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Goodbye, Sweet Scooter

24 Oct

It is a sad time for me.  Yesterday we had to say goodbye to our beloved house cat, Scooter.  While Oliver has stolen the spotlight more than once around here, Scooter was a wonderful girl.  She was between thirteen and fourteen years old, which means I was eleven or twelve years old when she was born.  Sadly, she was failing little by little, and we knew it was time to say goodbye.

Below is a picture of me holding Scooter when we were both a lot younger.

Scooter started out as a barn cat.  When she was a pretty young kitten, she got hurt.  We brought her into the house and bandaged the wound – a nasty scrape on her back leg.  That leg took some time to heal, and in that time, we grew pretty attached to her, and thus, Scooter joined the family.  Her leg healed up fine, except for the pink, hairless little scar on her back leg; she carried that scar with her all her life, poor dear.  We named her for the way she would run across the floor and scoot to a stop playfully.  Whether from her frightening kittenhood experience or not, Scooter grew up to be a very shy, timid creature who liked to keep to herself.  I would fondly call her a dust bunny, because it seemed that if you so much as looked at her, she would billow out of the room like, well, a dust bunny.

A few photos of her when she was a young cat.

Here she is (on the right) with a house cat we had several years ago named Chub.

She was always a big fan of napping.

And napping…

And napping.

She had dark rimmed, slanted green eyes that made it look like she was wearing trendy glasses.  Her nose, so pink, seemed to be extra pink when she was feeling content and happy.  Scooter treasured attention, cautiously, and though she was so shy, she loved us very much.  She had a very audible, sort of rasping purr (as you’ll hear in the video posted at the end of this post) that could be heard a room away sometimes.  She also snored like a human being sometimes when she slept (you’ll hear that in the video too).

Scooter saw many cats come and go throughout her life.  I’ve rescued and raised many orphaned kittens, and she was always pretty good about other cats being in the house.  Oh sure, she would hiss and made a fuss at first, but then she mellowed out.

Pictured here is Scooter on the right, and sibling kittens that I took in.  One of them is Chub from the above photo.

And then there was the day she met Oliver.  Oliver was just a young kitten when he came to live with me, and he’s sleeping in a chair beside me right now.  I am especially thankful for him today.

While they didn’t have the most loving of friendships (Oliver always wanted to play, and Scooter would hiss and run away instead), they had their sweet moments together.

Below is actually the last picture I took of Scooter.

Scooter was never a very playful cat, but she did have her moments of silliness.

When she was trying to get your attention, she would balance upright and make a funny clapping motion with her front paws.  I have never seen another cat do anything quite like that.

But above all, she liked to nap.

And nap. 🙂

She reminded me of an owl with her stout shape and big, unblinking eyes.

But she was a beauty.  Here are a few of my favorite photos of her.

She looks so blue in color below, doesn’t she?

A short video of her.

Goodbye, sweet Scooter.  You will be missed so much.

Thank you for looking, and if you have a cat, give him or her a hug today.

 
 

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12 responses to “Goodbye, Sweet Scooter

  1. Lenore Busch

    October 24, 2012 at 7:54 PM

    So sorry Jen. She was a beautiful cat and I’m sure you have lots of good memories to remember her by. I love the picture of her clapping. How fun is that?………….Lenore

     
    • Jenna

      October 24, 2012 at 8:45 PM

      Hi Lenore. Thank you so much for the kind words. She was a beautiful girl, and I certainly have a lot of good memories of her. Isn’t that clapping thing funny? I wish I had gotten video of that, but she was, as I mentioned in the post, quite shy. 🙂 Thanks again.

       
  2. Aaron

    October 24, 2012 at 9:15 PM

    What a great tribute Jenna! We’re all going to miss her.

     
    • Jenna

      October 24, 2012 at 9:19 PM

      Hi Aaron. How great to see you here. 🙂 Thank you so much for the kind words. It’s been harder than I expected to see her go, but it was time. Oliver seems a little quiet, and I’ve been a bit tearful…Mom’s a bit sad and even Dad struggled with it. But life goes on. Thanks again. I appreciate the kind comments so much.

       
  3. J.Hestekin

    October 25, 2012 at 4:49 AM

    What a lovely collection of pictures of Scooter, Jenna. Thanks for the memories of her. I will miss her, too. Also, nice that you left the kleenex next to the computer this morning – I needed one!
    Goodby Scooter! Thanks for brightening our home for so long.

     
    • Jenna

      October 25, 2012 at 12:12 PM

      Thank you for the comments, Mom. She was such a darling in her quiet, steady way, and I’ll miss her a lot. Glad the Kleenex was handy – I needed them to write this as well.

       
  4. Inspired and pretty

    October 25, 2012 at 9:21 AM

    Oh… I’m so sorry for your loss. I know how hard it is to say goodbye to our beloved pets. But you know what ? After they die, I think they are with us, right by our side. When my dear Duncan (another Shetland sheepdog) died 4 years ago, for about a week I could hear him falling on the floor like he used to do when we would go to sleep. The day he died, when I returned home from the veterinary, I was crying and dabbing my eyes with a kleenex and when I looked at it I was surprised to see a perfect imprint of a dog’s paw on it. I knew it was him consoling me. And on two occasions I could hear him bark. So for me, these were proofs that they are with us.
    Scooter was a very beautiful cat, she had such amazing eyes ! And the clapping thing she did, it’s so funny ! Your favourite photos of her are wonderful.
    Keep talking to her, even in your head, she can hear you !
    When my Duncan died I wrote a text in which I was remembering all sorts of anecdotes, the toys he loved, the many nicknames I gave him and all the sweet things he would do, etc. This post is a wonderful tribute to her and it reminded me of the text I wrote 4 years ago but still can’t read.
    I want to share with you a poem “The Rainbow Bridge”. It is a beautiful poem on pet loss but I’m warning you, you’re going to cry. Maybe wait a few weeks before reading it. Here is the link :
    http://www.petloss.com/rainbowbridge.htm

    Rainbow bridge is also a virtual community and a memorial home for animal lovers.
    http://www.rainbowbridge.com/hello.htm

    Now I’m going to hug my little Winny 🙂

     
    • Jenna

      October 25, 2012 at 3:08 PM

      Thank you so much for the very kind words, Jocelyne. The warm memories do keep our beloved pets near to our hearts, don’t they? It still seems strange to look at Scooters cat bed and find it empty. My poor Oliver seems quiet and perhaps a bit puzzled. He’s hardly purred since Scooter went. It surprises me because he never seemed that close to her. Today, he showed no interest in catnip, which has never happened before. I’ve got him sleeping beside me on the sofa. Poor boy.

      Like you, I also wrote in my bedside journal a long entry about Scooter, including what is in this post, and also some other things like the way she would always walk circles around me and meow. Her meow sounded more like a squeak toy – very high and kind of small. 🙂

      Thank you for that link. I’ll read the poem later when I feel ready to. I appreciate the comments very much.

       
      • Inspired and pretty

        October 25, 2012 at 3:35 PM

        Oh, poor Oliver, he’s grieving too. He’s also probably sensing your sadness and those of your parents. Our pets are very sensible to our emotions.

         
  5. Jenna

    October 25, 2012 at 10:17 PM

    Yes, he seems a little quieter than usual, and is a bit clingy, which is really very sweet. He’s always there for me when I need him most. You’re right – pets are so aware of human emotion. It is truly a gift, isn’t it?

     
  6. janukke

    October 29, 2012 at 4:10 AM

    I am so sorry, Jenna.
    The pictures are beautiful, Scooter was a good-looking cat. 🙂 And from the way you describe her she had quite some personality, too. How sweet that Oliver is doing his best to console you. It must be hard on him as well.

    Big hugs from Germany!

     
    • Jenna

      October 29, 2012 at 10:28 PM

      Thank you for the kind words, Jana. They mean a lot. 🙂 She was a beautiful girl, wasn’t she? Oh yes, she had a lot of personality…she was very timid and quiet, but it surprises me how often I miss the sight of her. It’s still strange to find her cat bed empty, and not see her jump up on the couch beside me and purr as she kneads the blanket and curls up for a cozy nap. Yes, Oliver has been even sweeter than usual. He’s cuddly and kind and seems to seek extra attention. I bought him a new catnip stuffed toy while in town today. He had a lot of fun with that. 🙂 Thank you so much for the hugs, my friend. I hope you’re hanging in there.

       

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