img_1156We have an unusual fellow staying in our guest house. And we have an unusual visiting pattern. We go there, he doesn’t come here. His name is Ziggy and he’s a cat. No, a gorgeous, loving, golden-buff color cat. He has lemon-lime eyes and tiger stripes around his tail. He is banished from the main house because of Livia, our scaredy cat. Whenever they are together, Ziggy attacks her, and it takes her a week to recover from the trauma and come out from under the bed.

Livia watches from the house when my husband or I visit Ziggy. For a while, she wouldn’t speak to us when we came back, but now she gets it. She even sits at the window and stares at him until he gets frustrated. Then she spins around with her tail straight up and a lilt in her walk as she leaves her post. A job well done.

Ziggy loves to play, has become addicted to “cookies”, and has taken up art while he is confined. He makes lovely splash patterns on the mirror behind his water dish by dipping his paw and shaking it. (Maybe I overdo the catnip?) The most unusual thing about Ziggy is that he is deaf.

The timing of Ziggy’s visit is serendipitous. He is helping me write my current novel, which is about an eight-year-old girl who also happens to be deaf. Ziggy shows me how he uses his other senses to make up for his hearing loss. He sniffs, tastes, senses, and feels. I notice that he occasionally moves his ears as if he’s trying to hear. He can feel the rumble of the trash truck approaching. He will suddenly be aware of something outside when I cannot hear a thing. Maybe because he’s deaf, he focuses more acutely. He quickly learned a new sign I taught him for leaving. I am trying to teach him one for cookies, but he always beats me to the drawer anyway. I also think he feels loneliness more, silence is isolation. But he sleeps like a baby, soundly, as he is in the picture, which I was able to walk right up and snap without waking him. Makes me think earplugs might help on those sleepless nights.

So, when my book is out there someday for you to read, look in the acknowledgements and you’ll find the name: Ziggy!


About Gerri

I'm in my second career. Besides raising my beautiful family, worked as RN. Now I'm a novelist. Have completed five novels and working on my sixth. Way more fun than nursing! Happy hubby and neurotic cat hang out with me.

Posted on December 31, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. Ziggy looks so sweet and affectionate. Your description of him is lovely – a tribute to your writing style.

    A follower: BPL


  3. It is only through the unbelievable kindness of their hearts that this wonderful couple has taken on the enormous task of keeping this feline, Ziggy, in their care for the sum total of five weeks while his owners are galavanting across England, Belgium, France, and possibly The Netherlands with their daughter and her family, without a care in the world!!!!!!
    And for this we are all truly, truly grateful! With all of our love, George and Joni

  4. Gerri, this is the best blog! You make Ziggy come alive for me! Sign language, indeed: inspiring!
    LOL: Miss Livvy is being very regal: you may need to rename her Queen Livvy!
    Your frozen friend up north, Louise

  5. So cute!

  6. Poor Ziggy! He looks more like “woe is me” then napping! Lucky kitty is not in the kennel 🙂

  7. I think it’s time for ZhuZhu to meet Ziggy. Let’s hear it for the “Z’s” …….. !! Great blog !!!
    I’m finally signed on. Sorry it took so long. Love, Anita

  8. Cute story!

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