My perennial dining companion found Phoebe at the Capital Area Humane Society in November of 1998. She flopped in her cage to let him rub her belly and he knew she was the kitty for us. Phoebe’s ride home from the Capital Area Humane Society was legendary. She chewed through the cardboard carrier they gave my perennial dining companion to transport her home and he played a gentle game of “whack a mole” with her all the way from Lansing to Farmington Hills. 12 years later, Phoebe was still flopping for belly rubs and surprising us with her determination.
Phoebe was the quintessential cat. Small and striped, she could hear a tuna can open while asleep on another floor of the house. Feisty and determined, she could open folding doors with one paw. Our constant basement companion, Phoebe, the sports kitty, survived many important sporting events in the basement, including 2 Detroit Stanley Cups, Michigan’s victory over Florida in the Capital One Bowl in 2008, and the Detroit Tigers World Series Appearance in 2006.
When Phoebe was diagnosed with Chronic Renal Failure in November, she amazed us with her determination to survive and to thrive despite her failing kidneys. Phoebe never gave up. A bad day would lead to a series of good days. She never quit giving head butts, belly flops and love to her family. Over the last week, our little fighter kitty lost the battle of wills with her body and we had to say goodbye. We were lucky to have her as part of our lives and she will be sorely missed.
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