Grizzy

Our beautiful black cat Grizzy died this week. She was 17 years old. I have been telling people that we have had Grizzy longer than I have had my wife. She became quite ill Saturday and steadily declined until Wednesday morning. Grizzy was the sweetest cat we have ever had, very loving and even tempered.

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However she was the most demanding cat I have ever seen. She was Princess Grizzy and she got things her way! She only ate canned food and she only ate what had just been put on her plate. If she walked away from her food she would not eat whatever remained on the plate. As she got older and ate smaller amounts at a time she would constantly insist that you get up and get here another spoonful of food.

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Grizzy has had a long eventful life. She was born on my in-laws farm in the cold of winter in 1991. She was terribly small and under nourished. Jill went home for a weekend and met this homely little cat. Jill decided to take the cat back to college with her and nurse it back to health.
It turned out that Jill's college roommate was allergic to cats so Jill brought the cat to my little studio apartment in Des Moines until she could return it to her parents farm. My father happened to visit that week and he decided to take the cat home with him. The Veterinarian said she probably wouldn't survive. That was 17 years ago.

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When my parents moved to North Carolina a couple of years ago they decided that it would be too difficult on Grizzy to move her across country and make her live with my sister's dog and cat. Well, it turns out she had a pretty eventful live at our house living with our dog, two other cats and most recently a sugar glider. She adapted to the move very well and quickly asserted dominance over all things in the house. She was a benevolent ruler who loved her subjects but we knew our place in her world. We will miss her very much.