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Loaner almighty
From “Meow’s Way Redux”: Ever since Pinky’s dual with Loaner over me, Loaner has yielded and so has Tango, come to that. Loaner has her own spot in the house on the hall rug, which led to the Episode of the Raccoon. One second dozing, the next–starting up and flying at the pet door to the patio, she smashed the door down on a raccoon’s head. The raccoon pedaled backward and hesitated outside,…
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Loaner Pinky's siblings stay off to the side. Ever since her dual with Loaner over me, Loaner has yielded and so has Tango, come to that.
Tall Grass
“Redux” continued: The city is usually late in cutting the growth there. This suits her fine, for she loves to plunge into the tall stuff and disappear. We do not need a common language — a beaming glance back at me saying Come on in! urges me in with her, though certainly I do not disappear in the tall growth as she does. One day in a hot July she had us go down there while I tried to tell her…
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Our Trump My European-origin friends here receive a steady supply of clippings from overseas regarding our president. Seems he is a joke.
Pinky
My homecomings are another specialty of Pinky’s. She welcomes me with extravagant flops and wiggles – four flops expressing the utmost happiness. Well, I get happy, too. My nephew’s family have taken to teasing me for my early departures from their home because I need to get back to Pinky.
Cleveland Amory, the animal activist who founded Fund for Animals and a sanctuary for abused animals in…
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Heartwarming stories of cats and dogs
Heartwarming stories of cats and dogs
I heard two stories that made me glow.
A resident here at Lake Park told of a feral cat who gave birth to four kittens then went and got herself hit by a car. The resident then had to buy formula and an eyedropper to feed the little ones. She had a half-grown kitten herself and this kitten got into the box and nurtured the babies and cuddled with them.
And a Facebook friend told of something…
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The Warriors
I had a grandstand view of the Warriors parade yesterday from the patio at Lake Park. Stephen Curry and Kevin Durant were there on top of the the bus but the best was a miniature horse, no more than four feet tall, pulling two people in a cart. I wanted to get down and help that little horse haul his load.
And there was a sign posted on our elevators, a message from the Oakland PD prohibiting…
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Pinky the human cat
Pinky the human cat
Excerpt from “Meow’s Way Redux”:
Our lap time is also game time. While she lies face up, I jig her legs chanting a tune accompanied by rumbling purrs. Between belly rubs I attempt to catch her right paw but she always pulls it away; it has become part of our play. She lets me keep the left one. When she shifts her head to the side onto my knee, it is my cue to administer a flurry of strokes and…
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She’s back! The vet couldn't find anything wrong with her except this significant fact, that her heart murmur is in stage 3.
Rainy day pussycat
From “Meow’s Way Redux”:
A rainy day is always special for Pinky. I know, before I even see her, that she is sitting at the front door asking to go out to watch the rain. Once outside, she bundles herself up on the doormat and stares out at the wetness five feet away. Every hour or so I open the door to ask if she wants to come in. After about three hours she will finally, slowly, rise and…
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Siblings I have finally met the owner of three of the big cats and learned that Tango and Au Au and Loaner are siblings.
Ducks in a row I went with other residents of Lake Park to the Blackhawk Museum in Danville yesterday to see its automobile collection.
The fawn police
I called Animal Control. No one comes. The fawns are still out there, hiding in the tall grasses, but I can see their ears sticking up.At 3:15 a.m. my doorbell rings. A voice outside the door says, “Police!”
He says he has just received the dispatcher’s call and do I want him to go out back and look for the fawns. He and his partner have no noose, no tools of any kind with which to catch animals,…
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Fawns
Nothing but greenery surrounds us, yet I am always aware that wild animals, particularly raccoons, hide and live in the brush.
Early one afternoon, we are lying peacefully on the grass when we hear odd, soft bleats somewhere near. We have a wire fence at the bottom of the property overlooking the decline to San Francisco Bay. Two young fawns are poking their noses against the fence. I walk down…
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Playing GETCHAcats
The sun has moved from behind one of the pines and I roll over onto my face. From the house comes the distant eeeuh cries of Tango seeking one of us. She has become Pinky’s sidekick and follower. It is amusing to see her run after her small leader, her jack rabbit legs like furred pistons.
When I am not home, Pinky searches for me, too. My friend Jane tells me that recently she opened her kitchen…
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Playing Getcha!
Pinky and I play GETCHA! every day weather permits, or if not we play it in the house. I stomp menacingly toward her and growl I’M GONNA GETCHA! and she takes off at top speed. As I amble along, she charges me and shoots past my feet. She pauses under a hedge. On cue, I go to the other side and cry “BOBBLEBOBBLEBOBBLE!” over the hedge. She throws me a shocked glare and speeds off. We do this two…
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A summer mouse
Early summer is here. Pinky stays out late at night and may not be back until two o’clock in the morning. The mouse parade quickens. The smallest I have ever seen is little more than an inch long and is mostly round. Pinky had cornered it and it huddled against the wall, trembling, while I ran to fetch my indispensable oven mitt.
Had Pinky had not adopted me first, I might have adopted that…
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