So the other cat that lives here is Josey, or properly, Josey Lynn. She is a little black cat who is about 16 years old. She has no front claws but is a fierce hunter, and she rules this household. The humans call her “Baby girl” or “Daddy’s girl” (she is Travis’ favorite). Her story is a story of rescue and success.
Most people find their cat. Josey Lynn found her people. Travis went outside the house they used to live in one morning to leave for work and Josey had curled up on a chair. He spoke to her and she meowed but did not move. She was in the same spot when he came home from work 10 hours later. He put down food and water and she meowed more but would not get down. Melody and Travis went to see the midnight screening of the first Spider-Man film and when they came home they thought Josey had left because the chair was empty. But when she greeted them with a meow the realized she had just moved to a chair on the other side of the porch.
The next day Travis went to all the neighbors but no one was missing a black cat. He could tell she was troubled so he took her to vet to get checked out. Josey had been attacked by an animal and was in very bad shape. She had a large hole in her belly and at the base of her tail. Her back legs were missing so much flesh at the lower portion that they couldn’t stitch them up but instead had to cauterize them. The vet said if Josey had arrived a day latter she would have probably lost her back two legs. After speaking with Melody Travis brought Josey home with 2 blue casts on her back legs.
She grew close to Travis because for a week he administered her medicine and loved on her in a separate room to segregate her from the orange tabby they had at the time, Tiger. Josey made a full recovery and is very sweet although she is very skittish still to this day and won’t let you handle her. She will sit next to you (she ALWAYS wants to sit next to Travis) but she won’t sit in your lap and gets freaked out if you try to pick her up. She has been a source of love and joy for 15 years now for Melody, Travis, and their daughter, Vanessa.
Speaking of Vanessa she gave Josey both her unique spelling of her primary name and distinguished her further with a middle name (do YOU know of a cat with a middle name?).
The family would watch the Josie and the Pussycats Hanna Barbara cartoon and Vanessa first had a stuffed Josie. When Josey came along she looked just like Josie so it was obvious (however Vanessa insisted to the vet and everyone else her name was spelled J-O-S-E-Y) so that is how it stuck. Vanessa also shares Melody’s middle name Lynn and heard it quite often when she was called down for misbehaving or as a warning. You know you are an inch away from trouble when they use your middle name. So when Josey was getting in something she shouldn’t just as it was “Vanessa Lynn” for Vanessa, for Josey it was “Josey Lynn”.
Another characteristic that carries over from her hard beginnings on her own is that Josey will eat almost anything. One night early on with her family Melody dropped some popcorn. Travis didn’t think anything of it and was going to pick the popcorn up when they were done. When they had finished Travis did look down but Josey was staring back at him licking her lips. Josey might not love pickles as much as Vanessa but she will eat them. Yes, you heard right, PICKLES. They haven’t run across anything yet that Josey won’t eat.
But her favorite thing is peanut butter. When Travis makes peanut butter crackers Josey would crawl inside the jar if she could. Travis will put some on his finger and Josey will lick it and lick it (until her tongue is sticking to the finger).
About a year ago Melody and Travis noticed Josey was a bit sluggish and were really worried about her. A trip to the vet revealed that she had a thyroid issue. She has medicine that is rubbed on the inside of her ear twice a day now. She also had more trouble jumping up on the couch to sit beside Travis, and she HAS to sit beside Travis. So Melody got her Cosequin for her joints which has helped a great deal.
Since I’ve come in the house she is a bit scared and uncomfortable with me. We’ve scrapped a few times but Melody gets out the bad boy (or in her case bad girl) water bottle and that breaks it up quickly. We are making progress slowly.
She may have some years behind her, but she still rules the house. No queen has ever has so much eloquence or beauty.