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Now, I understand why they do not want cats in the planes cabins.

I can belief it, as that feral cat that got in here last year, would leave my legs bleeding, simply because she walked by.

That was my first cat that I could never make friends with.

I can’t imagine attempting to fly and having to fight off a crazed cat.

Brave man.

In Wellton, we had so many snakes that we told the town people to just dump their cats at our house.

Someone did, a dumbo kitten, and it decided that the 30 or 40 ducks were his mothers and kept going to them, they were not into kitty love and would ignore him....I admit, we laughed at him attempting to follow the ducks, when they simply went and stood in the middle of a low spot that always held water for several days, at the deepest it might have been 6 inches, and maybe 50 foot wide.

Kitty seemed to think that if the ducks walked on water, then he would also, and was so shocked, every time his feet got wet.

The Siamese that I gave a bath, well I bought him a nice wife and LOL, after he did what I hoped he would do, he departed for the canyon again.

Later we moved to the country and my Honey Chile kept giving us lovely kittens.

Then on the last batch, she met a snake and lost the battle.

We saved the babies, as we had done 4 months before when the man who raised registered German Shepherds, for high training, that he had imported from Germany, gave Bill the runt, cause “you say your wife can save animals, well see if she can save this one.”

Bill had been on the man’s waiting list to buy one for several years.

I saved Tena and those were in the days that we had a nice home and knew Ladies....LOL

I was President of the Gardening club and we would have lunches and board meetings at the house.

All the other ladies were older and had lived in the town of Ramona for many years, I was the newbie.

I so wanted to act like a lady, and I tried.

But I still laugh at the real ladies, sipping tea and trying to ignore the fact that Tena, the 4 month old and large sized German Shepherd, had gone and gathered up the 4 or 5 kittens, brought them to the front patio, laid herself down and made sure the kittens were all nursing.

You couldn’t ignore what was going on, 5 kittens, nursing on dry teats, make a lot of noise.

Finally someone asked “Are those kittens really nursing that dog?”

I was embarrassed.

One of the kittens later moved back to town with us, a lovely Siamese, that if it got in the house, would head straight for Bill old feather pillow, that he couldn’t sleep without, and use it for a sandbox.

One day he had it, so he took the cat with him to the wrecking yard that he managed and turned it loose, they had dogs there and already had food and water out.

A few days went by and he came home and told me that he didn’t know what to say or do, when a customer and his son asked for the cat.

They were old customers and Bill knew that the son was mentally challenged, and one of the few things that he did for fun, was to work on the car with his dad and now Bill has let him take that dumbo cat home with him.

As it went over the next years, until we moved from San Diego, the boy would show up every few days and give Bill a report on the cat, it was the most wonderful creature on earth and it was his.

And 40 years later, I still have my Carnelian necklace and earrings that he helped his dad make for my Christmas present the year he got his cat.

Bill was not the kind to dump cats, but he couldn’t live with that one and wasn’t a cat lover when he married me.

God wanted that cat to go to that young man, and made it happen.