Thanksgiving’s week is here. Some folk are more anxious about Black Friday than Thanksgiving Thursday. They are either excited to get some Christmas savings, or concerned with collecting all that cash from those overly anxious shoppers. But I digress. Despite all that grumbling, well placed or not, I am going to use this week to celebrate things and beings that I am thankful for. Today, it is my wonderful companion, Scaredy Cat.
I’ve had lots of pets over the years. I have had a myna bird, a cockateel, a rabbit, more fish than I can count both ordinary and very exotic, a dog, a hamster, two rats, and other pets. My sister was really into Pomeranians. But I am a cat-man.
My first cat was named Sneezy. I was just a child. Mom let me name it. All I remember about Sneezy is that it was grey, and it seemed to sneeze that cute cats’ sneeze a lot. One day Mom told me Sneezy had run away. I was in my 30’s when Mom confessed that Sneezy had actually gotten run over.
The family had lots of cats. There were Lord Parump, and George. But the most prominent cats were Leo, who was with us from 1965 to 1978, and my favorite of all, Fuzzy. She was a delightful shorthaired calico. She was with us from 1963 to 1978, fifteen years.
After Fuzzy, I was entering my adult life. There was a period of time when I had no pets. But eventually I got some cats, Castrado, a Maine Coon, and Shy, a long-haired grey. We moved to a new apartment where pets were not allowed, so we had to give them up. But over time that rule was released.
One day a scrawny little thing came wandering in the driveway, meowing pitifully in the sweltering summer heat. She was feral. It took months of carefully offering milk and cheese, but after almost a year she began to take to me. My wife and I caught her, and I had her fixed.
Now she is with me, my faithful companion. She is Scaredy Cat, as she is afraid of just about everything and everyone except me. She does not sit on my lap, nor climb on or scratch furniture, but she enjoys when I stroke her, and she gives me love in her own way.
I am thankful for my small friends, and my wonderful little companion, Scaredy Cat.