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Memorial for: Victoria
Age:  17, February 1996 - September 3, 2013
Nickname(s):  Crack Baby

About Victoria

Species:  Cat
Breed:  Domestic Shorthaired
Gender:  Female
Favorite Toy:
   Shiny Purple Fuzzy Balls
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Favorite Pastime:
   Following the Sun
Special Skills:
   Expert Snuggler

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To our Victoria:

  In November, 2011, my cat Victoria was diagnosed with chronic kidney disease. A consummate eater, she never skipped a beat, turning her nose up at the most expensive kidney support formula foods, and eating good old fashioned Purina like a champ. Mercifully, feline kidney disease isn't painful, however, on Tuesday, September 3, 2013, I said good-bye to my sweet girl. Victoria came into my life after a college trip to the flea market in March, 1996. Bringing her and her brothers home was the result of a somewhat questionable decision to irritate our roommate. I'm fairly certain we succeeded, as she wasn't our roommate in 1997, but I digress. I didn't really want a cat at the time--I'd never wanted a cat, to be honest. We'd had a series of dogs as I was growing up, but never cats as my mother is allergic to them. Don't get me wrong, I've always liked cats, and all animals for that matter. I just didn't feel that I needed one. I was a college student. I needed a job that paid more than minimum wage and a calculus class that didn't meet at 7:50 a.m. But my roommates, Nicki and Kelley, were bringing her brothers home with us and I couldn't leave the frizzy, funny looking black and white kitten alone in her little aquarium full of sawdust. It would have broken my heart. So I wrote a check for $35 and brought home my new best friend. Victoria was named for an Old 97s song, "Victoria Leigh," a song which she never did seem to like. In her first few years, however, she was mostly referred to lovingly, if inappropriately, as "Crack Baby." I don't remember exactly how that came to pass, as, aside from some frisky kittenish behavior, which after 17 years of Internet cat videos, we can all agree was more or less average (climbing inside the sofa bed and hiding, sleeping in bowls and boxes, mid-air direction changes, hiding in the refrigerator, falling into the aquarium, and so on), she was always a good cat. She never climbed curtains or the Christmas tree or made me run too far to catch her after getting outside (not like her hero, Ringo, who made me climb 30+ feet into a pine tree in the neighbor's yard). She had 15 really great years, and a couple of not-too-bad ones after that. I don't regret any of the times I called it a night early so that I could go home to feed her, since she refused to eat out of an old bowl, or any of the times I got to work and had to get out the lint roller, since with a black and white cat, I could never escape the cat hair problem. I'm glad we spent her last days together getting epic snuggles. She was one of the most unexpectedly wonderful things that's happened to me. I miss her little face and her stubby little tail, but I'm so happy to have had our time together. A few things I'll remember: * The way she greeted me every day at the door * Sleeping on my arm, as though that could keep me from getting up (admittedly, it made me late a time or 300) * Her full-body love of all things footwear * Drinking water from the bathroom sink * Climbing into the refrigerator * Falling asleep on my chest * Burrowing under the covers at bedtime * Little paws on my face to get my attention * Biting my hands when I dared pet her with only one * Not owning a pair of pants without little claw pricks in them * Sticking her entire head into my water glass * Turning off my alarm clock * Knocking everything off of my nightstand * Sitting on my laptop keyboard * Sleeping on plastic bags * The uncanny ability to detect the opening of a package of tuna from anywhere in the house * Talking to the water bowl * Gnawing on my book covers * Following me into the bathroom * Sleeping in shoe boxes * Thanksgiving treats * Daytime snuggles * Nighttime snuggles
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