Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The owl and the pussycat

"The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea in a beautiful pea green boat." — Edward Lear, English artist, illustrator, musician, author and poet

PAUL FOUND this amazingly awesome video of Gebra the owl and Fum the cat who are playmates. I'm putting you at ease right now because when he showed it to me with no preparatory explanation, I was most alarmed that Fum was out to hurt Gebra, and I worried about what was trailing along with Gebra. I was afraid it was the result of an injury.

Not to worry. Gebra is tame and has a caretaker and handler, Fum won't hurt Gebra, and the thin leather strap, called a jess, is to allow Gebra to sit on a perch outside the aviary.

Out three cats had their own little outdoor adventures this past weekend while Paul and I planted flowers. They're allowed to go outside when we're outside, and surprisingly enough, they stick close — especially the two previously feral ones, Shye and Boy Boy, who spend much of their time sitting on the back step. Shiva, on the other hand, has to check out every bush, tree and flower on a rotational basis, but naturally
 all three help themselves to ample amounts of the catnip in our yard.

Shiva has become great friends with our next door neighbor, David, and runs to see him, talking the whole way, whenever she spots him. We have to keep a closer eye on her than the other two, but she's pretty well trained to come when we whistle.

Saturday, Shiva caught the baby bunny for the second time. She uses her soft mouth and doesn't appear to want to hurt him in any way. This time she brought baby bun in the house; we put him right back outside. Last year Shiva had a grown up bun she was pals with. She'd plunk down near the bunny and the two of them would just sit there together.

Boy Boy's prey was a large fly that had gotten in the house and was buzzing around the nightstand light in our bedroom. He reached up, snagged it with one paw, and promptly ate it. Eeww!! No kisses from you, Boy Boy.

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