crazy cat lady.

This is Elwood.  Or Miss Elliecat as she's more commonly known.  She's a twelve year old housecat, a former rescue kitten we got from the Cats Protection League.  She didnt get on with our other cat, her nemesis, Harvey.  We had no idea just how much they hated each other until I moved in with my man, took her with me, and she transformed overnight from a timid, grumpy wee hider that hardly left my bedroom, to a daft, friendly, relaxed, supercute wee companion.

She loves to get brushed.  She "talks" to everyone, and it can go on for ages if she gets a response!  She loves to get wet catfood pouches - she licks the jelly off the meat until the meat is dry.  Then the meat just gets chucked across the floor...  She just wants the jelly.  She LOVES to get the last wee bit of cereal and milk from the bowl at breakfast.  Especially if its been weetabix.  Her favourite things in the world (aside from me) are cardboard boxes, and catnip.

She scratches stuff - not just her scratching post, but shelves, doors, and drawers.  She chews plants, eats soil, and spews it up somewhere later.  Mostly on carpet...  She "ruins" her litter the second you clean it.  She farts.  She snores.  She likes to roll about on the stairs, so they never look hoovered cos they've always got clumps of cat hair on them.

But she's my wee shadow.  I'm her crazy cat lady.

Since I became pregnant, she has amazed me with her loyalty, caring and concern for me.  She's always liked to follow me and check up on me, but this is different.

At the beginning of my pregnancy when I was sick 4 or more times a day, she quite literally worried herself ill.  She's better now, but she still looks wide eyed and worried when I puke.  She tends to leave the room, but I always find her sitting right outside the door waiting for me.
As my hip is getting worse with the extra baby weight I tend to squeal or yell when it gets stuck and I get shooting pains - if she isnt around as it happens, you can count on her appearing by my side in seconds.
I have to get up at least 4 times a night to go pee now.  She comes with me every time.  I swear its like she's making sure I'm okay on the stairs, she watches and follows from a safe distance, she never gets under my feet like she does with my man!
And there's the cuddles.  Every night she sleeps beside me, with either her head, her paw, or both in my hand.  And every time I fall asleep during the day, I wake up and she's there, with me.

Cats.  You dont get crazy dog ladies...  Love 'em or hate 'em, cats seem to bring out devotion in their owners, me included.  I think though, if you spent one day with us, you'd understand in this case!  So this post may just be me being pregnant and hormonal and soppy.  But I just wanted to say, for the record, that I have the most amazing cat in the world, and I am so thankful she's mine.