INDIANOLA, Oklahoma
United States
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My Beautiful Little AngelThe cat who owns me...
It is said tht dogs have "owners" but cats have "staff". This is the story of Connor McLeod, the cat I serve.
"It was a very interesting day. Cheech and Powder spent most of it outside barking. They were barking at something just outside the fence in the brush. I looked but could see nothing. When they finally shut up to catch their breath I thought I heard something. As I started to walk away I realized it was an infant kitten crying for Momma.
One little black with a little white kitten, all by himself, struggling to drag his little body up the embankment and hoping to find his Momma and some milk at the end of his climb. It did occur to me for just one minute to leave him there. I remember thinking that come nightfall he would be owl food. We have a big owl that sleeps in that oak tree every night. Owl food? What was I thinking?
He was not very old. His eyes were still closed and his umbilical area was still scabbed over. I’d guess 2 to 3 days at the most. That was July of 2005. I spent the better part of the next few months bottle feeding him with a veterinary syringe.
We decided very early that he was a very special kitty to have survived all of this stuff, so we named him, Connor McLeod, the Highlander."
See?
He is very photogenic and I love to take pictures so we have become completely bonded. He eats off of my plate at breakfast and lunch and we go outside almost every day for a “Photo Shoot”
Our pastor introduced a sermon with a story about "Cat Theology." He said, "When you pet your dog, groom your dog and feed your dog he wags his tale and says 'You are my master' but when you pet your cat, groom your cat and feed your cat he says 'I am your master'.
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