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Remembering Our Furry Gypsy Queen

September 1, 2011

I have said it before, and I will restate it, we have had very special pets over the years and one of them was a Turkish Van kitty named Gypsy.  Ah, Gypsy, she was weird, wacky, naughty and thoroughly lovable.

She had such a personality!

My sister wanted a kitten and my mother came up with the name Gypsy even before we got the cat.  There was an ad for free kittens that were found abandoned in a park.  We answered the ad and picked up the little kitten with what would turn out to be lifelong ear, eye and neurological problems and she came home.

She was unique from the beginning, long-haired and mostly white.  She came with an ear infection and ear drops to put in.  She took command from the moment she came through the door.  The other cats had to make way for her not the other way around.  She loved cheddar Sun Chips…I was having some when she was brought home and she practically leaped into the bag.  I shared because I didn’t want my end to be at the claws of a tiny kitten, so I definitely had to give up some chips.

Taking a little nap on the futon-does that take me back!

Taking a little nap on the futon-does that take me back!

I have never seen such a confident kitten; she easily held her own in the face of the older cats simply staring them down until they backed off.  It was quite entertaining to watch.  Gypsy had arrived and was very much at home, walking around like she owned the place.  It didn’t take too long for the other cats to accept her…they didn’t have a choice.

She was sweet and funny but was constantly plagued by eye and ear problems as is common with Turkish Vans.  Her eyes and ears needed constant cleaning.  I would make little caps for her head so she wouldn’t scratch herself too hard, she hated them and she looked hysterical.

Here she was licking a pail of ice cream-such a cutie!

We also had to give her frequent baths, which I am sure many of you know most cats are not particularly fond of being bathed.  Gypsy was not an exception to the rule.  She loathed having a bath, definitely a two-person job.  We eventually got a cap to put on her head that covered her eyes.  She would remain still and just growl, so while she was unhappy in the extreme, the blinding cap did the trick.

Gypsy also had the very odd ability of falling asleep in the strangest places.  She would fall asleep with her head in a bowl, her head in a shoe.  She frequently looked like she had passed out in a drunken stupor.  There was also another problem with Gypsy.  Anything and I do mean anything she did, no matter how terrible, was endearing.  She could make a horrible mess, and she would still be the cutest thing.  Gypsy would be doing something truly abominable and we would laugh because she was so adorable-we have never had another cat before or since with this particularly disarming and dangerous trait.

Another thing about Gypsy-she always meowed like she meant it.  She really knew how to meow with feeling and gusto.  She would look at you with those schmucky Gypsy eyes and you would melt, she looked at you with such earnestness  even when we called her things like Gyper Whippers.  She was very forgiving that way.

She made herself at home anywhere.

Sadly her neurological problems never went away and she developed a slight shake.  She was her same old Gypsy self but unfortunately we weren’t to have her much longer.  She was among the casualties of a particularly hard year for us.  February 3rd of 2003 our father passed away suddenly, then on March 2nd our grandmother died from a blood clot after surgery and two weeks later we found our little Gypsy dead.  We gave her a proper burial and never really were able to rightly grieve for her in the midst of all that we were going through.

Simply relaxing, sitting as if that is the most natural pose for a cat!

7 years was not long enough, but it was still a gift, and like all selfish creatures we still wanted more. So, I owe her this little tribute because we loved her very much and we still miss her and still mourn for her and will until we get to give her another kiss on her sweet little face.

7 Comments leave one →
  1. September 1, 2011 1:54 am

    She was also in love with Thurber and was at war with Lady Boo. She was. . a bad mama jamma.

    • September 1, 2011 10:14 am

      Yes the love that dare not speak its name. She really had it bad for Thurber, she loved him so, and he was quite smitten with her too. However, interspecies love doesn’t really work…though with some couples we know… 😛

      • September 1, 2011 2:14 pm

        Thurber loved all the ladies! He never refused a snuggle.

  2. Fern permalink
    September 1, 2011 1:55 am

    Gypsy reminds me of so many ways of our little Butter. She has a similar look to him, and the way you describe her as being so cute it was impossible for her to do any wrong – that is Butter. Your baby was beautiful. She sounds like an amazing cat – so full of personality! Wow – a kitten staring down adult cats. I would have loved to have seen that! It is so sad the way you lost her – what a horrible year for you guys! 😥 Thank you for sharing her with us – your blog readers. I enjoyed it very much (though it made me cry a little.)

    • September 1, 2011 10:16 am

      Butter and Gypsy do have a similar look. So you have one of those too! So no matter how naughty Butter is, he is still cute-that is so dangerous. 😉 Gypsy was sweet and so full of personality…she came in the house with the attitude “Feast your eyes upon me, I have arrived.” I am glad you enjoyed it. 🙂

  3. Moo permalink
    September 1, 2011 4:03 am

    Gypsy also had skin problems and Avon’s Skin so Soft was recommended. However, we tried it a couple of times and she absolutely hated it. We stopped using it, but she would growl at the bottle.

    • September 1, 2011 10:17 am

      That’s right, Moo. She would just see the bottle and start to growl…poor little thing. She was so funny and loving. I miss her.

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