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Pookie (the cat) was left with me by a man who lived in the apartment downstairs in the duplex I live in. He found her as a kitten in the walls of the old building where he worked and took her home. An outdoor cat, she would “freak out” if she was closed into the house, so he kept her outside.

We live in Southern Florida so it doesn’t get ice or snow, but there was a small shed to which she had access in bad weather. Pookie was a long-haired cat, similar to a Maine Coon, who insinuated her way into my life by greeting me daily when I arrived home from work, sitting on the second floor stairs as I climbed up them. Meowing and rubbing against my legs, I found her hard to resist, even though I am very allergic to cats.

Unfortunately, my friend didn’t believe in spaying animals, so Pookie often had a litter of kittens and I would frequently toss and turn at night while listening to her howling or fighting off the males trying to get to her over our high fence. Because she wasn’t my cat, there wasn’t much I could do, but I did tell him to have her spayed at the Humane Society’s free program.

However, he just listened but didn’t do anything. One afternoon, I was sitting in my living room, watching TV, with the front door open. Normally Pookie would sit on the stoop and look at me through the open door but she would never come in, for fear of being closed in, I think. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement but thought it was my imagination.

Then it happened again. Still I saw nothing. But I heard a mewing coming from near my couch, looked down at the bookcase next to it, and there on the bottom shelf Pookie had deposited three newborn kittens! As I looked in surprise, she entered the room with a fourth in her mouth and deposited it alongside the others. I couldn’t believe she was entrusting me with her newborn babies, and not her owner.

I immediately called the veterinarian to find out what to do and he told me to get a basket, put a towel in it and put the kittens in it and place them on my covered stoop outside, because of my allergies. So I did that, and after a while Pookie put them in a safer place. Eventually Pookie’s owner had to move away but he couldn’t take her with him, so I told him I would take her, despite my allergies. The first thing I did was take her to be spayed.

She wasn’t happy about it because I had to put her in a carrier, which I knew would be a hassle. However, a few days before the appointment I put the carrier on the stoop and began placing a can of tuna nearby. Each day I put a can of tuna a little closer until the day of the spaying when I put one into the rear of the carrier. She went into it to eat the tuna and then I closed the door.

She yowled all the way to the hospital, despite my reassurances. However, I know life was better for her afterwards. Pookie was a survivor and stayed with me for many years until she died of cancer at a very old age. I mourn her still, because she was my gal pal and we loved each other.

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