About 6 months after I moved into my cottage across from the Blue Ridge Parkway; I was walking from my back door to my workshop, when this young Tortieshell cat came out of nowhere, jumped into my arms and started licking me all over….
Wow- how unusual! My own 4 spoiled fur kids don’t even do that…..
Needless to say, Gizi became my outdoor cat. I built a mudroom off my back door so she’d have shelter, yet could come and go as she pleased…
You see, all my cats thru the years have stayed inside so I would always know they were safe. So when Gizi came in for her evening meal, I would lock her cat door so she’d be in for the night where the raccoons, foxes and other night wanderers couldn’t harm her.
But Gizi had other plans….she stopped coming home in the evenings and I was forced to go to bed and ”trust” that she knew what she was doing…..
“Gotcha tonight” I exclaimed as I bent down to lock the cat door….
Incredible—the lock was broken—had Gizi found a way to do this?
I began to realize that this little cat had come to me to teach me not only to trust, but to let go of control……..
It’s been 8 years since Gizi became a part of my life and the bond we have is amazing….she sends me pictures of where she is when she is accidentally locked up or stuck somewhere, and has even come to me in the dreamtime, when she was missing for 4 days. Gizi has been a warrior that protects her property from other animals and has left me gifts of rodents she’s killed…….
3 months ago Gizi was shot and had to have her leg amputated.
I can’t imagine living without a leg- how will she handle this?
To my surprise, she found her balance pretty quickly and as she gets stronger, she not only runs around the house; but I’ve seen her throw her toy up in the air and jump on her 3 legs to catch it!
This amazing, beautiful creature is now teaching me to get balance in my life and to learn to adapt to whatever life throws my way.
Although no longer a warrior, Gizi is doing just that as she is enjoying her new role as Princess of the house.