tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post8463401755616873059..comments2024-03-20T03:37:35.596-04:00Comments on not just about cancer: how the mighty have fallen (or more than you probably want to know about my cat)lauriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14533311678025418958noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-72387013370519919112007-08-16T01:00:00.000-04:002007-08-16T01:00:00.000-04:00WE had a crazy cat too. She would flip from purri...WE had a crazy cat too. She would flip from purring to biting and it was hard for me to like her (with the 6 month old and 3 year old at the time). She too would run wildly around with dilated pupils like mommyof2galz....<BR/>She had gotten a taste for the outdoors though, and died on the road in front of our house. <BR/>It took me a long time to agree to a new cat. 10 years later we have Spooky. He is lovely, quiet and blissful sane.<BR/><BR/>I was determinedAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-65153356117081894262007-08-15T14:39:00.000-04:002007-08-15T14:39:00.000-04:00I had a cat who was a little on the neurotic side ...I had a cat who was a little on the neurotic side too. he would do the purring thing, and then just start attacking me out of nowhere. He would also start running wildly through out my house and his pupils were fully dialated.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20882588.post-27467522609782842632007-08-15T12:48:00.000-04:002007-08-15T12:48:00.000-04:00aw, what a loving tribute. I can see Eli grinning ...aw, what a loving tribute. I can see Eli grinning as he thinks, "See, I have them exactly where I want them" before scaling the door to perch until you walk through it later.debhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16742833647756845505noreply@blogger.com