You've met Jennyanydots.
You've met Buzz.
It is time to meet another of my 4-legged roomates . . . Lucy. There is something about Lucy!
Lucy was named after Lucille Ball . . . my daughter was (and still is) a huge fan back in 2003 when Lucy came to stay. She was just 3 weeks old after being rescued from an underground pipe. She was rescued with two siblings before her feral mama relocated the rest of the litter. She was one sick little kitten, loaded with parasites, had a horrible respiratory infection and an even worse eye infection. Had she not been rescued, she likely would have not lasted much longer.
|Little Baby Lucy . . . just 4 weeks old.|
|Lucy (a little over a year old) trying to get new puppy Lola to play!|
She peskily picked a fight with our older cat, Jennyanydots, just one too many times and had a tiny sliver of her lower eyelid sliced by an angry older kitty claw. A visit to the vet determined it could not be repaired (without a micro-surgeon) and that her tear duct had been damaged. The result is a cat who always seems to have an eye infection . . . but does not. The amount of times visitors have said, "Oh, you should have that checked out by a vet." as we re-tell the story and watch them cringe when they hear of her lower eyelid mishap.
Lucy grew up to be a friendly little girl who could hold her own with our dogs.
But in the last few years things have changed a bit. Poor little Lucy stopped cleaning herself and we noticed she had a growth on her tongue. So she had some surgery to remove it, and things have not been the same since. It took a long time for her to trust us, and she took to hanging out in the basement a great deal. She also chooses to "selectively" clean herself. She cleans her top half, but her bottom half has gone to hell! We often refer to her as "dirty kitty." She has nice white front paws, and really dingy gray back ones. She smells like basement! But we put up with "dirty kitty", and I often sing the "Smelly Cat" song to her (from "Friends"). She seems to enjoy that . . . but she does not enjoy the occasional bath forced upon her.
|Check out my crazy blinky eye, my dingy not-so-white belly, and my fabulous posture when sitting.|
And there is not much we can do to improve her tongue issue! She is literally missing a part of it after the surgery . . . proven by the day I attempted to snap a photo and caught this lovely shot.
I think she was trying to send me a message.
She's a dirty little thing, but she's our dirty little thing!