Pompette Kartoffelpuffer, aka "Pompi" aka "doodle" was an unsociable cat. You were only allowed to touch her on the head, neck or back. Never, ever touch her tail. She would scratch or bite anybody who violated that rule, and especially knew when she could get away with scratching children. Children were fascinated with her, probably because she was so fluffy and soft looking.
She preferred to stay outside all the time, except when it was freezing or heavy rain outside. She would come inside only to eat, then meow a request to open the door so she could go back outside.
She was always finicky about eating, and was always skinny under all that fur. When I gave her a flea bath once each summer, I was always surprised at how thin she was.
Over the last two weeks she was more finicky than ever. She seemed to be thirsty all the time, and only wanted to sleep in one of her hiding places in the yard. I found her several times, picked her up gently and carried her to the water and food dishes. She would drink some water and then wobble off to another hiding place.
About four days ago she disappeared. I have searched all of her known hiding places to no avail. The last time I saw her I didn't understand how she had enough strength to wobble away like that, so I'm certain she died in her sleep in some secret hiding place. She was about 18 years old.
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Thanks for taking such good care of her over the years. She came to our family because a friend of mine worked at a vet clinic and they had this little kitten with a broken leg. Jim and I took her in and within about 12 hours realized we couldn't breathe with this new kitten in our home. We were so plugged up, it was awful. Jim suggested having shots so we wouldn't have to give up the kitty but I decided that was more than I was willing to put up with. So, Theresa and Jim took our kitty and there she stayed for the rest of her days. We laughed ourselves silly picking out her name. Her first name is French and her last name German. The French name means powder puff and the German name means potato pancake. Thanks for the memories Pompette, you will be missed. Meow.
Good bad kitty.
It is a sad day when you lose a long-time friend; I know because I remember when I lost Frosty my faithful Cocker Spaniel, and more recently, Jasper, our useless, sassy, Orange long-hair cat.
Condolences and happy memories.
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