Fourteen years ago this month I got a feisty little kitten and named him Spunky. That very first night, despite my own personal objections, I placed my new little kitten next to me in my bed. Every time I moved my hand away from him he reached a paw out to see if I was still there. He wanted to be close even then. In the beginning his personality fit his name to a tee. He played a lot, wrestled, and even practiced his combat skills. But as is the case with most kittens - Spunky grew out of his "spunkiness". His playfulness made way for seriousness. He was serious about two things in particular - eating and sleeping. He spoke when he had something to say. He did not blither blather. When he talked he wanted you to listen. Usually it was "Feed me!", "Wake up and feed me!", "Please sit down long enough for me to get comfortable in your lap." or "Tell that other fur ball cat of yours to leave me alone." (Okay - he usually said that with a glare.) He may have lost his playfulness along with his youthful figure but he definitely never lost his personality. He was a character through and through! And I really think he thought he was king (at least of this family). He was tough and macho in the house. It was a different story on the other side of the door. He always thought he was brave enough to handle the outside world but when given the chance he ran back in the house at the slightest sound. Those that knew Spunky knew him as being a little moody. But the two of us always had a bond. He was my "pet" and I was his "person" as they say. I will miss my little "babykitty". I love you Spunky!
Here are a few pics.
Here is Spunky in what James likes to call his "Jabba" pose. Spunky used to prop himself up on the couch and clean his belly. He's even been known to fall asleep in mid-lick.
Here is my sweet baby. Funny how he looks so sweet when he's sleeping.
Now he's annoyed that I'm taking pictures. I know this because he keeps slapping his tail up and down. The cat equivalent to waving his finger at me.
Kitty Yoga - stretch and touch your toes.
"Don't mock me and my weight. I can fit in this box and I'll prove it." 
"Now - if I can just get this lid closed. Almost....got....it."
"I've been meaning to thank you for buying this throne for me. It fits me perfectly." 
These last two pictures were actually taken by Kaylin in September of this year. Spunky had lost a lot of weight but seemed to be doing okay on his medicine. After he got sick earlier this year - he became much more of a cuddler. It was nice to have him in my lap again. 
Spunky (1996 - November 15, 2010)
We miss you!!
