![]() Stanley was still wild-eyed but I managed to talk him down and both scruff and cuddle him, and carry him back inside.īack outside, I saw Allegro trotting along the railroad tracks at the bottom of the hill along our back yard. They inched their way out from under the porch as I continued clapping and stomping and I guess the tom figured he could deal with the cats but not with the crazy human and took off, but I called Stanley as he gave chase and he stopped, content the intruder had left “his” domain. I clapped my hands to distract them, yelled and stomped my feet threatening to run toward them knowing if the tom ran so would Stanley. Stanley, sweet and loving, could be unpredictable in his temperament and he had actually bitten me about a year before that set off like this I had no idea how he’d be, and I knew not to go near them or try to touch them. I had to put Sally inside so I tossed her in the back door and ran around the side to find Stanley in a standoff with a huge tabby tomcat under the front porch. ![]() Holding her as she struggled wildly I looked around and realized the yowling was coming from the front. Under the porch where Stanley was defending his kingdom from the tomcat. Through the window I could see Sally, who was deaf, out in the garden! I grabbed Fawn and slammed the window shut, then ran through the kitchen out the back door and grabbed Sally just as she saw me and was about to playfully run off. But I followed the now obvious sound of two cats wailing at each other and in the dining room found a window screen pushed out of place and Fawn timidly about to step outside. That house was rather large and I had no idea where to look first because I had no idea where they might be. ![]() Wide awake, I leapt out of bed looking everywhere. I heard a siren, or was it the wind? I knew it was summer and my windows were open, but it was very early and I thought I’d better get up and close the windows if a storm was coming.Īs I awoke I realized there were no cats with me at all though I lived with six and they always slept with me and impatiently milled around on the bed until I awoke, but not even immovable Moses was in her spot on the other pillow. “Kelly on the Windowsill”, ink and watercolor, 6″ x 5″
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