somebody got sothereiwas dot com. didn't check other extensions. i think it'd be fun to have a blog where every post begins with "So, there I was." and what would follow is just freewriting until somehow a beginning, middle, and end evolve. i guess i can do that here, eh?
Monday, May 7, 2012
So, there I was. I had two cats in a box behind me. Don't worry - box was big enough, air holes, food, water. Didn't plan on keeping them there long anyway. Just had to put them somewhere so I didn't have to chase them down for three city blocks again.
I was perfectly fine, albeit still catching my breath. Then some bird lands on the box. How does that happen? It wasn't more than three feet from me. I half expected it to be a carrier pigeon. One cat sticks a paw out of an airhole to swat at the bird, then the other one must have jumped at the scent. Bird flies away, box tips and opens, cats escape - again.
Let them. I'm a big believer in letting things that want to run away to run. I'm tired of chasing. It's humiliating. Ending the chase requires some clean up - spilt water and food in this instance, mailing off personalty in another - but clean up is closure.
I set the box right and kicked away the food. Glancing to the woods' edge I saw one cat disappear in a streak. The second cat stopped to look at me. She tilted her head as I frequently saw when I came home from work and decided to sit down before feeding them. I always felt that there was a "WTF" attached to that look. It turned and walked into the woods.
At that moment, I was equally sure that I'd keep fresh food and water on the porch, and that I'd never see either cat except from a distance.
Closure for whom, eh?