We have two wild cats here at the ranch.
Or we did...
They've been ordered to stay in the shed for three weeks to acclimate themselves to this being their new home. They're fairly small silver tabbies. Samson is the male and he made a run for the door this morning. I was standing guard in front of it, as was our dog, Biscuit. Like a good running back, Samson would not let any obstacles in his way. Because he's a spitter and a lash-out-at-you kinda cat, I wasn't as "hands on" as I might've been. He got passed me and Biscuit chased him several yards before I called him off.
I pray that Samson doesn't run off, but instead explores and comes back here for his food. If not, he's surely a goner.
Posted by Doug Van Pelt at August 15, 2007 11:09 AMAfter getting on my knees and praying a short little prayer about God helping that cat stay around here, I took a walk outside. I went around the perimeter/path where the cat first ran (up by the driveway/gate and to the East) and followed it all the way to the broken pond. I thought a lot about that snake I saw yesterday. I kept Biscuit close by my side. When I was down in the same spot as yesterday, looking up and around, I heard a noise that made me turn around quickly. It was Samson! He was coming from the West, so I think maybe he's exploring and settling in.
Praise the Lord -- even for the "little things."
:?)