My Three Cats

As everyone knows, cats are unique critters. Their independent, aloof, and have minds of their own. I’ve known cats for many years since I was a child and there were several running wild around our home. None ever come inside the house, except by accident then they were chased out by a broom by my mother. These cats ate what ever they could get or catch, which wasn’t much. Scraps from the table were very meager, so they relied mostly on what they caught. Through out the years and after I married and had children of my own, there were many cats that we either adopted or they adopted us. When you have children animals seem to miraculously appear on your door step, or a dirty face looks up at you and says.

” It followed me home, Mom, can I keep it?”

My oldest son, Tom was very talented at this particular art. Cats or dogs always seemed to follow him home a lot and even after he was grown and had served in the military a few years, he didn’t seem to be able to resist an animal and was always bringing one home. When he was a child though, he loved to tease them, but I hope that he’s finally grown out of this habit by now. Now that I’m retired from my job of twenty plus years, and all my kiddos have homes of their own, I have three engaging, energetic felines that depend on their livelihood from me. All three are indoor, outdoor cats and the oldest is at least fifteen years in human years. I call my three cats, my girls.

                                                                      KIKI