Tuesday, September 2, 2008

what's on the platter?

Cat owners around the world will have millions of stories to tell about their precious. About how darling and sweet they are, how silly they can be.

I've got a story from early this morning at six a.m. when I got up for my first day as an official Sophomore.

Runtsky is an orange and white American Shorthair male cat of quirky qualities. I swear he's half dog since he'll play fetch. He has an obnoxious obsession with Q-Tips (these we throw for his fetching game). The thing is is that he'll hoard all his Q-Tips in or around his water dish or food bowl. Along with the occasional plastic wrapper or hair tie.

Anyway, so this morning, I was stumbling around the kitchen thinking about breakfast when I heard a squeak for help.

Holy thorns, a mouse, surely! I stared at where the cries were coming from, the water dish, in which a dark grey mass was thrashing around in the water.
Nay, a mouse twas not it's being, but a frantic mole!

I sighed in relief and observed it as it snuffled in the water, drowning fast. This was new for the hunter kitty. I fetched a tupperware and scooped it out, promptly dabbing it with a paper towel.
I let it go and felt extremely sorry for the poor creature.

For now, I think it will be required to be checking the water dish daily.
I'll be the ARRV (Animal Rescue for Runtsky Victims).
I so should have my own tv show for this. Exciting!

Tell me your cat stories!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hey, that was a darling and imaginative story. I know it was true. The cat carrying a Q-tip baton. No not a cat--he's a personality, Runtsky. It's fun to hear about his cat activities even to the detriment of the mole you saved. A cat story from me. I had a black cat named Mort (Mortimer). Extremely curious guy.
I am obsessive compulsive so have to put the dishes, pots, pans, glassware, tupperware (mole-less), and utensils in the dishwasher every night. One evening the washer was making extreme noise--so I opened the door to rearrange things and out popped Mort in a wet frantic, eyes dilated, and tearing off through the house. He hid for days. That's one way to give a cat a scratchless bath.
Tia