Thursday, June 13, 2013

Our black cat, Spooker

A blogger I follow “Our Neck of the Woods” triggered a memory of our last cat. Spooker was a black, female cat. Not a speck of white on her. Daughter No.3 found her as a kitten at a home where the owner had a lot of cats. She was the “runt” of the litter so she felt sorry for it. Daughter no.3 felt the kitten wasn’t getting her share of food because of its size. In the beginning, the little black kitten was scared of everything. A leaf blowing in the wind, a loud noise, anything. Hence the name Spooker. Spooker loved to go outside with me when I worked in the gardens. She would follow me around like a little puppy, startling me when she would suddenly appear through the plants.  Watching for her when hoeing in the vegetable garden, made that job more time consuming then necessary. But Spooker would bring a smile to my face when she would find something to “attack”.  And that cat knew what getting out the suitcases meant. She would follow me around the whole time it took to pack, meowing as loud as she could. She seemed to be saying, “Don’t go. Please don’t go”. It was so sad and yet would bring a smile to my face. In the early years or in the winter, we would leave her inside when we left with plenty of “supplies” and had a friend check on her. As she got older and hated to be inside all the time, we would leave her outside when we left. A friend would check on her and make sure she had water. She was a great hunter so we were never concerned about food, knowing she would take care of that herself. I swear she knew the sound of our car. When we would pull in the drive, she would come running from the back field and meet us at the garage, meowing her head off. Giving us the devil for being gone so long, I am sure. Spooker was a fun cat and gave us years of loyalty. She lived with us for 14 years and it has been 13 years this July since her passing. We haven’t had another pet since her. Maybe one day but not right now. We travel so much that I don’t know if I could stand all that meowing when packing.

Take care,



  1. Spooker sounds as perfect as our Violet was...

  2. Lovely Spooker. Black cats are very special,we've had 4, and each has been odder than the previous! We have rescue Luna now, and she has been with us nearly a year. She follows me up and down the stairs, speeding with the grace of a drunk elephant. We call her the 'Balloonatic' because she is chubby and clumsy. But lovely. Spooker was lucky!

  3. What a fun cat. I remember when our cats would "attack" things such as a paper bag. Very entertaining!