Thursday, March 3, 2011

Skittles and the flying rat

In practically all the campgrounds, Skittles (the cat) has to stay on a leash. This, of course, drives her crazy, and limits her wandering. We sometimes go for walks which gives her a chance to explore, and, at the site, she chases leaves and other things blowing around, until the jerk of the leash brings her back to realty. Occasionally, she climbs a tree with the leash and I have pulled her down, or at least held the leash until she came down. At our last campsite there were a couple squirrels. Now, you see drawings of squirrels, and they always have  that big, fluffy tail in back of them, and they're cute. They don't really have tails like that, and they're not that cute, and they make a horrible noise - chi,chi,chi,chi,chi. I prefer to think of them as rodents.  They're also troublemakers. The squirrels at our campsite teased Skittles, getting close and then jumping up a tree. Well, of course, the leash limited how far up she could go.Then she got the leash wrapped around a branch. And there's the squirrel sitting up above her going chi,chi,chi,chi,chi. I unleashed her, and took off the harness. Up the tree she goes, and further up goes the squirrel until it is at the very top, and looking as worried as a squirrel can look.. Skittles is licking her lips and is pretty satisfied,  because she knows this squirrel is hers. And then the squirrel flies over to another tree top, and Skittles sees her prey get away once again, and listens to chi,chi,chi,chi,chi. I figure it was just as well, because the top of that tree may have held the squirrel, but I think Skittles would have had a rude awakening when she fell to the ground. And then she would have heard chi,chi,chi,chi,chi in nightmares for months.

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