Pia was teeny-tiny . . . she never got over 6.5 pounds. But she ruled everyone. When she arrived at the household, she was about a 2 pound kitten and she immediately asserted her dominance. She harassed Ms. Mar’s dog, Nicky, chasing him everywhere, forcing him off the bed so she could sleep with Ms. Mar, and completely taking over the house.
Eventually, Pia decided that she liked Nicky and the two of them became inseparable. They ate together, slept together and played together.
Even though Pia was technically KQ’s cat, when it came time for Ms. Mar and Mr. C to move to Oregon, no one had the heart to separate Pia from Nicky, so Pia made the move with them.
If you know cats, you know they don’t like change. The first night in the hotel, Pia climbed behind the headboard of the bed and wouldn’t come out. Being the tiny kitty she was, she fit into small places. The next morning Ms. Mar finally coaxed her out and they were on the way. The next night Pia found her way into the bedsprings of the bed. Again, they had to take the bed apart to get her out.
But once she had a permanent home, she settled in nicely. She was still the Alpha of the household.
That was almost 14 years ago. Last week, after thyroid problems caused Pia’s system to shut down, she was put to rest. She has joined Nicky and me on the other side. I know it was very hard for Ms. Mar and Mr. C, but she had a wonderful long and happy life. I like to think that she missed Nicky and me so much she wanted to join us.