Cat Tales

Over a period of six years, I have observed three cats not my own.                                                                           Though I have owned a cat before, I'm not considered a 'pet person'.

Nor have I been a pet owner long enough to lay any claim to 'pet wisdom'.                                                                  Allow me to share about two of them referred to as Cat One, and Cat Two.

One day I noticed that Cat One was starring up a tree in my front yard.                                                                                    I observed from my front window and discovered the target of his watch.

There was a squirrel way up high, far and away from the reach of Cat One.                                                                     She made at least two attempts at climbing the tree but decided it was no use.

I'm sure she knew better, but it seems her hopes were that the squirrel would either come down or somehow slip and fall. I could have told her, "Fat chance 

of that happening". I don't know how long the stand-off had been going on, but I observed the episode for about ten minutes.  Finally, I sensed the cat 

began to say, "I'm going home; I've had enough of this". When Cat One had crossed the street, the squirrel came from the tree and ran down my fence.                                      

Cat Two wasted no time starring at squirrels in trees too quick for him. His preference was mice. As did Cat One, Cat Two belonged to someone because 

they did not appear to be stray cats. However, I'm not sure Cat Two was properly loved and fed because it was certain that his 'mice catching abilities' 

came with a price tag.  I say that because on at least two occasions after he caught a mouse he would purposely deposit him right near my doorstep where 

I was sure to see it. It might just be 'their way', but I felt that Cat Two was saying to me, "Okay, I have done my job; now it is time for you to do your job 

and feed me".  Although I was never interested in making him my own, I was always happy to feed him. I have always appreciated and respected cats and 

other pets and these observations of Cat One and Cat Two gave me an even higher regard for these quiet and fuzzy friends known as cats.

08102018PoetrySoupContest, Cat Poems, Tania Kitchin, 4P
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gentry Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 3:49 PM
Congratulations on your win. Great story. I like how you told about the cats and also revealed some of yourself too. :)
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 12, 2018 at 4:43 PM
Yes...Cat Two was giving you his gift. I am happy to hear you gave him food. A sweet tale, "tail" Curtis. Congratulations on your win! : )
Gauthier Avatar
August 12, 2018 at 10:10 AM
A delightful storytelling tone and style. Much enjoyed, Curtis. Congrats on your well deserved win.
Kitchin Avatar
August 12, 2018 at 4:55 AM
Nicely done with a fun story, congratulations on your win in the contest!
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