One, because I tried to trap him............because he was fighting
my other outside cat, Homer.
(I had plans to take him to the local humane society. )
When I actually trapped this wild grey striped tabby,
he broke my trap and escaped.........
earning the name Houdini.
Reason two, I have never been able to get
a photo of Houdini,
every time I aim my camera at him,
he hurries away, disappearing.
But as the months rolled by, I slightly earned his trust by feeding him,
and he stopped being so aggressive to Homer.
Still not trusting me enough to pet him.
These past few days, however, he has not shown up for his meals.
I found him yesterday,,,,, dead in my flower garden.
It made me so sad. This cat has had such a hard life to be dumped out
into the predator filled woods and then to live out in the elements.
How I wish everyone would think twice before dropping off
a cat or dog, hoping someone would give it a good home.
Also this week, my old rooster Norman died........
He had taken care of his hens very well.......even losing one eye in a rooster fight for them.
Over the past year, he acted a little wobbly now and then,
and in a few days be running with his hens.......
and a few weeks later, be wobbly again.
Now.......although I still have a handful of hens,
the grounds are quite and absent of the sound
of a rooster crowing.
I knew I would miss that sound ...........
and I do
