With nary a look in my direction, Charyl said we'd take him and she told the owner, Jerry, that she would name him Jerry. I'm not quite sure he was happy with that but he covered it easily as he laughed and we shook hands and off we went with a new barn cat. When we got home, Charyl brought him in the house and fed him, let him look around and he walked to the door. Out he went and he never wanted to come into the house again, but he never goes far although he doesn't always show himself. He made it clear that he wasn't interested in being a barn cat but, rather, preferred being a sentinel on the watch for predators coming over the fence around the house.
Jerry is a bit of a loaner, he doesn't really socialize with the barn cats , perhaps he thinks it's below his dignity, but he does a great job of yowling when a possum or raccoon comes over the fence by the garage, signaling the Great Pyrenees to go to work. Sure enough, the big fellows arrive in a flash and the predators leave. The dogs go back to their position by the barn and Jerry remains as the sentry adjacent to the house and garage.
Every morning when I feed the horses and the other animals at the barn, I come over beside the garage on the way back inside and there is loyal Jerry. I give him fresh food and water, pet him for a moment and talk with him, then he gives me a look which I know means thank you, and he's off to the nearby woods. In the evening, I repeat the same steps with the same result and Jerry purrs and is happy again. Depending on what is going on out in the woods, sometimes Jerry sleeps on our side deck or porch or perhaps in the edge of the woods. He is always nearby, however, for sometimes when I take a walk around in the wee hours I'll hear him and if I call his name he is by my side within moments.
I don't know how old Jerry was when we first saw in 2005, but I am guessing he was at least two. So, in the youngest case, he is about sixteen. He's slowing down a bit but he still greets me morning and night and I must confess when the day comes and he doesn't respond I'll probably shed a tear and miss him. All of the animals grow on us and when they depart, it is noticed. But this good little guy has been easy to please and he makes me smile. Sometimes Jerry and those like him teach us little things about life that we don't even realize but they add a wonderful touch to each and every day. They are blessed little gifts to brighten our day and if we are fortunate enough to have the space to have them around, they truly make life a little bit better. In this sometimes crazy and mixed up world, any help we can get is dearly appreciated. Thank you, Lord.