Simone on Sunday

Simone here: I would like to introduce myself today. There have been some questions from Miss Peachy about my eye, so I thought I'd steal the computer from Peach for a while and tell you all about me. First of all, I'd like to point out that I told Peach about the Spell Checker. He's not very well read, you see, and couldn't spell if his life depended on it. I love reading. I help mama with her reading all the time.

Fact 1: Peach did not poke my eye out (I know that's what you all were thinking!). I had a very deep corneal ulcer that could not be treated. It ruptured in April. I had to go to the Cornell Animal Hospital at 9pm on a Saturday night. Mama and Jofish were so worried about me. And it was snowing too. Since I was still Mama's foster kitty at the time, she could not tell the doctors which surgery to give me. I had to go back to the SPCA on Sunday morning. Then the SPCA had to debate for 3 days whether I should live or not. Luckily Vet Tech Karen and Dr. Barry stuck up for me and said I had lots of pizazz left in me. So, instead of this being the end of the line, it was a new beginning. Dr. Barry removed my eye--which had been causing me much discomfort for months. And Mama adopted me officially.

Fact 2: I am a very old kitty. I am probably about 15 years old. I came to the Tompkins County SPCA when my owner died (she introduced me to the golden oldies I love so much). My real brother, Gunther, came with me. But, we both got very serious colds. He was so grief stricken that he died. A little while later I made a good friend of another older kitty, but then I got adopted. My new owners found out that I had hyperthyroidism and they returned me. By that time my new friend had been adopted and I was alone again. Then in March my mama volunteered to give me a break from the shelter. I had to live with Peach, but that was a small price to pay for a comfy bed and lots of cuddles. I went from a depressed kitty who never bathed to a peppy old girl. Then my eye ruptured and I was once again "unadoptable." Thanks to my mama though who loved me enough to keep me for good.

My favorite things: Beef flavored cat food (but not beef flavored medicine--yech, I hate medicine), cuddling, licking my beans, going outside in the back yard, helping with quilting, eating treats at bedtime, old-timey music and movies. I love Edith Piaf. Has anyone seen the new movie about her? I can't wait for the DVD. I obviously don't go OUT to the movies. I also love to listen to music from the war and watch silent films. Scout loves the movies about the war with the bombs falling, but I love the romantic ones. I like it when beans fall in love.