what started out as an innocent show-and-tell of a kitten turned into a life and death struggle.
“hey mom, i heard this cat is like a dog because it was raised by tigger.” bird told me while holding up the cat.
*tigger is mom and dad’s sheep dog, although no sheep live on the premises.
tigger, thinking he wanted to see the cat the thought it was a dog, started walking over.
the cat, who thought it might be a dog suddenly decided it did not want to share its secret lifestyle with an actual dog and started hissing.
bird, seeing that the cat was not going to share with the dog put the cat/dog down.
unfortunately, for both the bird and the cat, her long necklace refused to be parted with the cat.
its tail to be specific.
as soon as the dog saw the cat stuck, it moved in. as soon as the cat saw the dog moving in it immediately puffed up to three times it size. as soon as bird realized she was inescapably tangled with the wild animals (because all domesticity had left both breeds by this point) she began screaming and spinning in circles.
the cat now looked like this:
ok, i may be exaggerating a little bit, but i am still fairly certain it did.
the cat suddenly jumped off the ground and attached itself to the dog’s nose still firmly attached to bird’s necklace.
this brought on a new hysteria level in the bird which i thought could not be topped.
that is until the cat suddenly unattached itself from the dog and attached itself to bird’s leg.
i stand corrected.
needless to say, there was screaming. i was trying to hold bird still while getting the necklace off her while yelling for my dad to come help. people starting running outside who had been inside and the cat still hung on.
pandemonium of epic proportion was happening.
finally the necklace was taken off, bird was carried off, the dog chased the cat off and still no dad.
what lessons did we learn?
1) never trust a cat that thinks it is a dog.
2) do NOT wear long necklaces when picking up a cat that thinks it is a dog.
3) that survival tip of ‘if you got a tiger by the tail don’t let go’ is a bad survival tip. we had a cat by the tail and it kicked our trash until we let the tail go.
4)my dad needs hearing aids.
here is bird’s leg after the attack. lots of puncture wounds on the front and back of her leg that were properly oohhed and awwed over.
this is our front screen door. we have been nursing this baby along for 10 years now. the second window pane finally fell out this summer.
now some might see this as the time to get a new screen door.
i see it as two less windows i have to wash.
God works in mysterious ways.