My Little Turkey Lurkey Girl

 I never really write about anything too personal yet today I want to celebrate and salute my little girl Clover who we lost today at the age of sixteen. She was a tough tuxedo  kittywith a passion for turkey and chicken.

She was an FIV baby  - an AIDs kitten probably who came to my door around fifteen years ago. She was a poser - a pretty princess who was so photogenic. Unfortunately we had to keep her isolated, along with Otto , a rather gregarious AIDS baby too. Otto was the star of the basement.Clover, named for what grew in  abundance in  our backyard - was happy to take a back seat.She still loved to pose and play and I spent many nights down there with her and Otto. She came into her own when she came upstairs and there was no threat to the other cats.It was then I discovered her love of anything chicken and anything turkey. She had a cry -there had to be some Siamese in her background to give her those cries. She was demanding, getting excited as I'd return from the Acme with a roast chicken or turkey breast. She loved when I would tear off a pile of breast meat for her and she'd gobble it up. 

I always made sure she got the best parts of the bird. I made sure the pieces were bite size for her and the most tenderest. It was a nice change from the usual tuna and salmon she received daily.She also loved sliced turkey and chicken deli meat too, also demanding a slice  - which she received right away. She also had a passion for kitty junk food. Friskies Seafood medley, a salty ,fishy snack just for felines. Clover would sneak some for herself even though they were mostly for our outdoor cats. She also had a thing for Popeyes. getting excited when I would bring a bag of pieces back.Again she got the breast,It was always the most tender and juiciest while I was allowed to gnaw on the legs and wings. She also like the chicken and turkey in pot pies too. She was a poultry connoisseur. Clover even knew what was really chicken and what was poultry based and was what plant based. I gave her a big of fake chicken cutlet  thinking it was the real thing and wondered why she didn't;t like it . She knew before I did that it was fake.

My little turkeu  lurkey girl is probably enjoying the best turkey and chicken on the other side. She 's with my other gourmet kitties that I've loved and lost. She will always have a large part of my heart.