“It seems like a very long time ago,” said, Patchtricia the other
day, “but likely it wasn’t all that long ago I suppose.”
“What’s that,” said Lamont?
“The time before we moved into the Shackteau.” Replied Patch.
“I’m not sure I want to think about it,” said Pawline.
“I understand your reluctance,” continued Patch, “but sometimes it
is important to remember, even if the memories were not pleasant.”
“Well, they sure weren’t,” said Paw, “We lived in that old shack
next door between the walls. We were just wee little kittens when our mother
got flattened on the highway. The weather kept getting worse and worse, we were
hungry and frightened and it frightens me just to think about.”
“Well, for a big cat, almost everything frightens you Paw,” replied
Lamont.
“Yes, it was scary and frightening, but look at us now.” Continued
Patch as she curled upon on the scratching pole. “Remember it like yesterday
when I saw the lady furless one outside her back door and I peeked up from the
grass and made a small ‘mew. And then think what happened.”
“It was most remarkable,” added Lamont as he leapt to the top part
of the stacking thing. “Pretty soon she put out some food for us. Pretty good
stuff especially when we were really hungry.”
“Yes, it was good,” said Paw, “but then she wanted to pet us and
pick us up and stroke our fur. What was it that? A great big furless one and we
furry things. Why did they care a whit? I admit I just didn’t like all that
attention, just leave us the food and leave us alone. That’s what I wanted.”
“Sure,” said Lamont, “But now your purr motors turns on faster than
either Patch’s or mine when the come around.”
“Yes, things are good here since they moved us into the Shackteau,”
continued Patch. “The male furless comes every morning have gives us the
crunchy stuff to eat, cleans up our litter boxes, and plays with us before he
settles down to mess with that computer thing. It is warm in here when it is
cold outside, and cool in here when it hot outside. We have toys galore. There
are lot’s of things to steal of the Ooo’s desk. There are bugs to chase and
bite when the get in. We have multiple beds and things to scratch. And we have
each other. And, every evening and sometimes before the lady Doreen furless one
comes and gives us our gourmet meal and brushes and brushes us, scratching our
ears and chins and makes nice sounds.”
“Yeah,” said Paw, “but then they come and scare the crap out of us
occasionally for no apparent reason. Like last night the Oooo furless one
picked us one at a time and took us over to their house and turned us loose.
The place is huge and multiple levels. It was scary, very very scary. Why’d
they do that?”
“I don’t know Paw,” said Lamont, “but I think you are overdoing the
scary part. There were lots of wonderful places to explore, and we are
inquisitive as cats, its our nature to explore. I liked wandering around and
finding all types of new things to explore.”
“I agree,” said Patch, “I didn’t wander around as much, the
whiskery furless one put me in the lady Doreen’s lap” and she petted and petted
me for the longest time. Then I just got down, and went under their coffee
table and just lay there looking around the big room with lots and lots of
windows.”
“Oh yes,” said Lamont, “the windows were higher up than even ours
and we could see lots more things.”
“Okay, “ said, Paw, “but I really didn’t know where to go and just
be, there were so many things, so I just kept running around their bed for quit
a while as the whiskered furless one kept following me. And,” Noted Paw with
alarm, “did you see as he carried us over to the house that our old shack was
completely gone! What happened to it the home of our youth. Scary!”
“Get over it,” said Patch was she jumped from the scratching house
to the middle level of the stacking steps and rolled on her back. “Change
happens, we’re cats we can handle it. In fact, I would not be surprised it we
might end up living in the big house with the furless ones.”
“Really,” said Paw with alarm.
“Could be” said Lamont with a small cat smile as he lowered his
eyes and envisioned a cloudy future, and then took a nap. As he nodded off he thought, “It’s good to appreciate what you have.”
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