She watched as he slunk by, her eyes growing round…
Otis, I noticed
Was washing her paw
When Burma sneaked over
(The cat from next door)
She watched as he slunk by
Her eyes growing round
Her fur rose in hackles
She leapt to the ground Continue reading
In which Otis hunts for food, and finds the source…
Otis, I notice
Is lumbered with greed
She never has learned
That there’s time between feeds
She’ll sit round and meow
Like a beggar instead
And pretend to my friends
That she never gets fed Continue reading
And she also has stripes on one leg at the back… Otis, Queen of the house – apparently.
Otis was a friend that I lived with for 16 years. We moved many times, from the forest to beside the highways and many places in between, and she was always there, somewhere in the background, usually no more than 12 feet away from me. She wasn’t a lap cat, nor a smoochy cat, but we had a very special friendship and I miss her very much. I truly hope I see her again some day. This is the first installment of my 8-part tribute to her. Continue reading
Beautiful Chiang Mai – Outside the wall.
Once again, enjoying lolling around on our verandah, we were discussing snakes and lizards as per usual. Chow told me a story about his cat at his home in the country, who was stalking and catching a bird. Meanwhile, a large snake that he had – a python, I believe – was creeping up behind the cat. The cat caught the bird, the snake caught the cat, the cat turned around to see what on earth was going on and let the bird go, while the snake was having a few problems trying to get this wriggly, furry bit of prey to fit down its throat. So while the snake and cat were tussling, three people were on the other end of the snake trying to pull it off the cat. They finally succeeded and the snake and cat both left looking completely puzzled at their foiled hunting attempts. I’d love to have been there to get a photo of that. Snake, cat and bird, all in a row. Continue reading
The ‘Let’s Go Crazy’ tuktuk, decked out and ready for action!
Continuing from my previous post, on the afternoon of the 14th, Chow kindly donated a large bucket with a huge block of ice in it to the NZ troops and we made very good use of it from our verandah. This made the results of our shooting even more effective than ever. Watching our victims shudder as the ice water hit their back was quite satisfying. Continue reading
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