We adopted Jerry at the time we were putting in our new house. He was hanging around the sales center and the office manager put food and water out for him, not knowing where he came from. When my wife, "The Horse Lady" saw him, she went over to pet him and he acted like she was his best friend. He just rolled over on his back and purred and purred and I knew he was coming home with us. His name, Jerry, was the name of the office manager and my wife said she would honor him with the name. Now, I'm not sure if the man thought she was crazy or what, but she was dead serious and when he saw the look on her face he knew if he wanted the sale he'd better wise up quickly.
Jerry is probably the least trouble of any of the domesticated animals we've ever had. He has no desire to come into the house, preferring going to his still unknown hideaway in the thickets beyond the fence. We gave him his shots for rabies and general good health and he's a happy fellow. And there is never a day when he doesn't show up near the garage in the early morning and again late afternoon for food and water. But there's something else he wants even more and that's just a minute or two with us. I usually kneel and pet him and talk softly while he just rubs up against my legs and sits very still. Then, after a few minutes, he's off and about.
He's now beginning to show signs of age, so he doesn't wander as much and often I find him sleeping in the garage. He's smart enough to know that his senses aren't as keen and he knows he is safe on our grounds where our two Great Pyrenees, Val and Sal will guard him just like they do their master and mistress. Coyotes are known on occasion to roam these parts but they are smart and know that our two big boys are more than a match for them in the crunch.
As a boy I didn't like cats; we always had dogs. But it's true when I say we probably don't like cats until we have one or at least it is for me. And living out here where horses routinely spill grain from their feed buckets, it's a good thing we do. They have a special purpose around here and they do it well. So here's to Jerry, one of our wonderful outdoor cats, a very loyal and undemanding feline who has stolen our heart like so many animals have over the years. He makes us smile when we see him, gives a warm feeling when we are up close and personal with this gentle fellow and we know that he is good for the soul.
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Animals: They are truly gifts from God.