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A Different Kind of Angel


7312716752_066a705819_z   Woman with a Cat by Renoir via flickr

” If animals could speak , the dog would be a blundering  outspoken fellow; but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much.” —Mark Twain

The Cat of the House by Ford Madox Ford

Over the hearth with my ‘minishing eyes I muse; until after

the last coal dies.

Every tunnel of the mouse,

every channel of the cricket,

I have smelt,

I have felt

the secret shifting of the mouldered rafter,

and heard

every bird in the thicket.

I see


Nightingale up in the tree!

I, born of a race of strange things,

of deserts, great temples, great kings,

in the hot sands where the nightingale never sings!

British_Museum_Egypt_101-black    Bastet via wikipedia

Have you ever had a pet cat? What do you remember about them?

Our last cat was Angel. She was my daughter’s pet and then I inherited her when my daughter went off to college. Here is a little story about her.

An Angel

Angel loved to go into our backyard and make her rounds. She would inspect the perimeter and all the rest as well. There were times when she would catch things to our dismay. She was a cat, after all, and cats do hunt things.

One day I was in the yard and Angel caught my eye. She was standing in front of the patio screen door with something in her mouth. It was a fairly large rat! I thought with a growing apprehension , Did I close the screen door all the way? Angel was good at getting her paw into the gap and pushing the door open.

I had to think fast. Angel would be in the house with the rat in a flash. I picked up the garden hose and turned on the water. Angel hated that sound. I pointed the hose in her direction and said, “Drop it! ”

If you think cats aren’t smart and don’t understand you, I suggest you reconsider that judgment.

Angel ,with the rat still in her mouth, made this little disappointed sounding meow. Like a dejected sigh, ” Awww.” Then she dropped the rat.

The rat kind of staggered away across the yard a bit stunned but unharmed.


Coyote. I hear your pack howling in the middle of the night. When your cries become more excited, a crescendo of high-pitched yipping, it frightens me. I imagine you have cornered your prey. A small animal or maybe someone’s pet.

When I first came to Agoura I attended a PTA get acquainted meeting at the local school. One of the moms told me a coyote had gotten their family pet. I was horrified. I did not realize coyotes were living so close to us and that they would attack pets in the backyard.

One time a neighbor’s cat was killed, the remains found on the front lawn. I made sure our cat was inside at night. On occasion, she would ignore my calls to come in at dusk. I would listen for her in the night. If I heard any cries or screeching I would imagine the worst.

One early morning, I went out to the front of my house. In the next driveway a large coyote stood staring at me. We made eye contact. Then he slowly loped off down the street.

I have seen coyotes around the area when hiking with my daughter. They do not bother us but just continue on their way.

Coyote. I know we have encroached on your territory more and more and that is why you come hunting in ours.

Coyotes, Coyote Pictures, Coyote Facts – National Geographic.