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RE: lunch special

Well, I wish Woody would sense that I mean him no harm.  He does however sense that i will feed him.  Good enough.

-------------- Original message -------------- 

> There's more than one way of being "touched." I truly believe cats, dogs 
> and other animals can sense our feelings about them. (And SHAME on the 
> son!!!) 
> Blessings, 
> Bonnie (SW OH - zone 5) 
> -----Original Message----- 
> From: owner-gardenchat@hort.net [mailto:owner-gardenchat@hort.net] On Behalf 
> Of kmrsy@comcast.net 
> Sent: Saturday, November 06, 2004 4:01 PM 
> To: gardenchat@hort.net 
> Subject: [CHAT] lunch special 
> I went home on my lunch break today. Nice out, but windy. 3 of my cats 
> were lounging in the storm-windowed Florida room, but came in to see me 
> (anything new to eat?) I usually keep the sliding door to that room open 
> for them and from there they can go outside through an opening. But I 
> saw a slow movement outside just as I was about to come in. 
> I just stared. There he was. Woody! He's a light orange cat that used to 
> come stay here during the winters. 2 winters ago he showed up with the 
> whole side of his head torn. I tried to catch him and it was a disaster 
> and he didn't come back. Last fall he came by looking so scrawny and he 
> had to contend with Slugger (at that time known as Bootsie by his 
> previous owner) who was also trying to lay claim to the Florida room. 
> Big fight - my driveway was covered in orange fur. Woody never came 
> back. I was sure he couldn't make it through the winter. 
> But here he is. He looks a hundred years old, but he has filled out so 
> he must have found some kindness somewhere. He mosied over to the west 
> wall and plunked down to rest. I locked my cats in and gave him a little 
> time to rest and then I ventured out with a bowl of food. He bolted 
> round the north side of the house. I raised the bowl up for him to see, 
> did the 'here, kitty' thing and left the bowl on the mulch at the nw 
> corner of the house. I went in to check from a window to see if he was 
> coming back and he was! I followed to the back bedroom overlooking the 
> food. And there he was munching away. Really did my heart good. 
> I always felt so bad for him after scaring him out of his wits by trying 
> to catch him for medical attention. Then when he tried to come back he 
> was bullied. It's my belief that he belonged to a woman who lived near 
> here who died and her son just turned the cat out. I spoke to him about 
> it and he claimed she never had a cat. She did. 
> There is no way I can take in another cat, so thank goodness Woody has 
> no intention of letting me. but I'm going to try to make the Florida 
> room more available to him by keeping the others in at night. I've never 
> touched this cat, but he certainly has touched me. 
> Kitty 
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