Well… The manor was quite lively over the holiday weekend . Lexington guests arrived early in the weekend, and, I must say, they are two of my favorites (beyond my dearest Claire) who come to visit. They are very enthusiastic about felines, and they seem to have an intrinsic appreciation of me, in particular. I was so taken with the one called “Joy” when she invited me to the couch and brushed me with my favorite wire brush that I attempted to follow her down the basement stairs. Perhaps for a moment I thought Mistress Carly had returned. I soon got hold of myself. But, I digress… on to this “hunting party….” Two of my many feline companions at the manor , the dark over-sized Siamese and the ginger-and-white male invited me to take a turn around the estate on the Fourth. It was then that I was coaxed into the hunt. Lady Ginty was observing from the parlor window, and I overheard her repeat the drama of what ensued. I was striking the classic feline hunting pose at the end of the driveway… limbs in forward motion, eyes focused forward, ears at attention, and I moved slowly forward. Lady Ginty came scampering down the drive to see what in the world I must be up to . It was then she saw the object of my tracking: the manor GROUNDHOG!!! My two feline conspirators had dared me to re-enact the “charge” of Independence Day. I acquiesced , some out of boredom, and some out of a desire to remember my hunting days. They were glorious and have been long forgotten. The groundhog of course scampered quickly into the kudzu.
My fellow felines and I shared a nice reflective bonding time afterwards, and, for that moment, enjoyed a musketeer interlude.
Oh, while I TALK about courage, especially as regards the DUNDEES, and while I admire your curiosity and daring, you must be careful about where your feline companions lead you. I have worried about your dealing simply with THEM (and the possible raccoon), but a GROUNDHOG?! Oh, Brimley, what a sight you must have been: I'm sure it was fear of your stance and your steely eyes that made that groundhog scamper away.
ReplyDeletePerhaps it was a good experience, since it did result in your "bonding" with a few of your companions. It is always good to look for any good that can come out of a situation. I'm going to try to practice that, as well. You're an inspiration!
I know that Mistress Carly would be upset should something happen to you, so, while I advise courage in the face of possible climactic challenges, I remind you again: Caution, Brimley, caution!
Fondly,
Claire
Mr. Kitty,
ReplyDeleteI can hardly believe my eyes! You description of daring a bravery has truly taken me by surprise. I never figured you for a hunter, but I stand fully corrected. Bravo.
Carly
Thank you ladies for your support and comments upon my bravery. I suppose that I would like to know that my actions are admired and somewhat unpredictable. My past
ReplyDeletereveals itself in increments. I am a good soul but a bit of a rounder at times. I remain your steadfast Brimley.