We used to have a cat - it died. His name was Bullwinkle and he was long-haired and white - positively beautiful and absolutely rotten. His alter-ego was Garfield. He would sit on the deck rail and pretend that he was a great hunter, but we knew he was too lazy to make a move let alone actually stalk something. He did manage to catch the occasional mouse, and leave it's dead body in the garage floor for me to find. In fact, he was usually sitting near by with a smirk on his fat little face. I loved Bullwinkle. He ventured out to the road.... ;( (Sadness - Tears)
Bullwinkle grew up with the dog - Rocky our black lab. The two of them grew up together, and they had an identity crisis. Neither one ever really knew if they were cat or dog - Honestly! The cat would chase after us like the dog, and the dog would actually stalk rabbits, birds, etc. like a cat. They were NOT right, but they loved one another and it was hilarious to see them together. Rocky too, is gone but we're not sure what happened to him ;( (Sadness - Tears)
We were sitting on the deck a couple of weeks ago (Boyer's were there too!) and I mentioned that I'd like to have another cat. In fact, I'd take two if necessary just to get one. In about two minutes (no joke), we heard a noise in the woods and David went to investigate. Lo and behold, there were two stray kittens coming up from the woods. I think they'd been dumped by someone in the cemetary behind the Baptist church. At any rate, they were hungry and VERY scared, shy, and timid. It took several days for us to get one of them to let us touch him (oops, I should say 'her') and now she's our best friend. (Note to self - take that cat to the vet.) The other kitten was (notice I said WAS) a calico and she never let us get close - let alone physical contact.
I was on the front porch Sunday afternoon and thought to myself - something just doesn't seem right. We'd been missing Calico kitty for a day or so, and I detected a faint odor.
(NEWS BULLETIN: Missing Kitty - FOUND - under front porch - no collar - smelly). EEeeeewwww!
Thank God for lots of rain - because we can't get to 'it' without tearing up the porch.
Bullwinkle grew up with the dog - Rocky our black lab. The two of them grew up together, and they had an identity crisis. Neither one ever really knew if they were cat or dog - Honestly! The cat would chase after us like the dog, and the dog would actually stalk rabbits, birds, etc. like a cat. They were NOT right, but they loved one another and it was hilarious to see them together. Rocky too, is gone but we're not sure what happened to him ;( (Sadness - Tears)
We were sitting on the deck a couple of weeks ago (Boyer's were there too!) and I mentioned that I'd like to have another cat. In fact, I'd take two if necessary just to get one. In about two minutes (no joke), we heard a noise in the woods and David went to investigate. Lo and behold, there were two stray kittens coming up from the woods. I think they'd been dumped by someone in the cemetary behind the Baptist church. At any rate, they were hungry and VERY scared, shy, and timid. It took several days for us to get one of them to let us touch him (oops, I should say 'her') and now she's our best friend. (Note to self - take that cat to the vet.) The other kitten was (notice I said WAS) a calico and she never let us get close - let alone physical contact.
I was on the front porch Sunday afternoon and thought to myself - something just doesn't seem right. We'd been missing Calico kitty for a day or so, and I detected a faint odor.
(NEWS BULLETIN: Missing Kitty - FOUND - under front porch - no collar - smelly). EEeeeewwww!
Thank God for lots of rain - because we can't get to 'it' without tearing up the porch.
2 comments:
Maybe that's why God sent two! :-)
Yikes!
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