LOUISE FOWLER SPEAKS UP

Mystic aka Dinky (sometimes Dinky Doo)

Mystic and I were very close friends for almost 18 years.  I brought her home when she was just 4 weeks old. We had a long time together.  She was a wonderful girl and companion.  She loved to play with the toilet tissue, as you can see. It was hard to catch her at it never mind take a picture; luck was on my side; she even posed lol  Usually, of course, I would just see the results and no kitty in sight.

My bed is very high and when she was younger she would leap up with no problem at all. Of course as she aged that leap got more and more difficult.  So at some point I said to Mystic, “now, come on let me help you”. she would have no part of that. She would wiggle and squirm until I let her go. Anyone who has had a cat knows exactly what I mean. One day I said to her “now, Dinky you are going to be doing that until the day you die”.  “You just wont let me help you”. Well guess what, the night before she died she struggled to get up on my bed, but I left her to do it because I new that is what she wanted.  She got up and curled around and went to sleep. In the morning she died.

I think I am much like my Dinky.