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CYCLE OF LIFE

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Spring is bursting into summer, and our backyard is full of violence. We've had baby cardinals and baby sparrows chirping merrily just outside our back door, only to find the brutal sidewalk crime scene days later: white chalk outline, ants performing an autopsy, a crow being held for questioning. That's not to say none of the aviators found freedom in the trees, but good news doesn't leave hard evidence. So we just have to hope.

Cats, too are in abundance — and abundant danger. I was too distressed to write about A Very Bad Thing: I killed a cat on my birthday. A sudden flash, a bump under my wheels. I won't go into details, because no cat-lover should have to endure such a tragedy. I felt terrible. I was extra-loving to all of our kitties, as you can imagine. I owe the feline race a profound apology.

Yesterday, Lori was caught up in the attempted rescue mission of a little black kitten stuck on our neighbor's roof, mewing over the edge. Apparently it was born in the attic up there, but the mother had gone missing for a couple days. They weren't able to rescue it. Lori wondered if I had run over the mother? No - today the mother appeared. Here's the utterly amazing part: The mother kitty called up to the stranded kitten, and the kitten climbed down a tree to safety. The mother took the little kitten in her mouth and they hopped upon a magical silver unicorn, and together flew up the rainbow waterfall to Doug Henning's Bemagicked Ocean-Cloud! There, Doug Henning plays flute for all of God's creatures, frolicking about on his pink bunny ice skates. And Karen Carpenter sings, and plays drums, and I'm probably naked.

June 9, 2004 at 03:21 AM in Art/Design, Personal Crap | Permalink

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I have witnessed 2 dogs being run over. The first was my own dog run over by my own mother. The dog survived. The second was a frolicing yellow lab hit by a truck at highway speeds. We stopped to see if anything could be done and the family came out screaming. They thought we had killed their dog. We were all so horrified that we sped off.

I have always felt guilty about that.

Oh, I killed a deer a few years back. Messy.

Posted by: starfire at Jun 9, 2004 8:37:00 AM

Hitting animals of any shape and size always gets me right in the gut. It has only happened to me a few times, but when it does I always feel bad for infringing on the world of nature with my car. Maybe that makes me somewhat of a tree-hugger, but I can't help it. My first dog also got hit by a car 5 years ago, and the people who killed her drove off with only a "sorry" shouted out the window. I guess it is one of those situations where people just don't know how to react.

Posted by: Tim at Jun 9, 2004 8:49:16 AM

Thankfully the only animal I've ever hit with the car was a bird...but I feel responsible for the death of a kitten. In junior high an especially friendly one followed me to school. I didn't know what to do, the cute little thing came right into the building with me...so I carried it to class. It took a while before the teacher noticed, but eventually I was asked to take it outside, which I did. After school that day I discovered it had been run over nearby. If that wasn't bad enough, the next day I started seeing "lost kitten" signs up around the neighborhood with a photo of the poor thing. I never did call to let the family know what happened...and still feel guilty about it.

Posted by: Sharyn at Jun 9, 2004 11:39:55 AM

I was so worried about that little kitten! He is so cute
(obviously). the day we discovered him up there, it had been
over 95 degrees and humid, so we were worried he was all
dehydrated. I was relieved to see the mother back today
taking care of the kitten. I wonder if she moved it because
of all us meddling humans.

Hug a tree today! They like it.

Posted by: Lorika at Jun 9, 2004 12:41:25 PM

Whew. At first when I read your post, my eyes skipped over the phrase "a bump under my wheels."

I thought maybe you killed the cat with your bare hands.

Posted by: Barrett at Jun 9, 2004 7:55:14 PM

Naw, I don't do that anymore. What with the medication.

Posted by: Chuck at Jun 9, 2004 8:01:26 PM