The skies were filled with ominous clouds Friday morning as Dee and I started out on our daily four mile walk. One-half mile out it began to lightly sprinkle. By one mile Dee was wanting to cut it short, wa wa wa, but I got out my whip and said WALK DEE, WALK. At mile two we heard screaming...louder and louder, and then we found the source; a teeny tiny baby kitty half way up a tree. As I approached and reached out to get her down, off she ran. Dee pulled an amazing block, keeping her from running into the busy street. For twenty minutes in the rain, Dee and I chased her up and down the same patch of land along the fence, all the while the kitty continued to scream.
I need a net, I told Dee. Dee calls Gary on her cell phone, while instructing me to get down on the kitty’s level and keep talking to her. Dee, there are rocks . . . BIG, sharp rocks, I said as I got down on my hands and knees in the heavy bushes. And tiny ants. Up my arms. GET DOWN ON HER LEVEL Deb! Gary has already left the house.
Okay, I told Dee, I’ll run the two miles home and get my fish net. No, that will take too long. I decided to walk down the closest street in hopes of finding someone out and about. It is now only 6:00 a.m. A garage door opens. I run up the driveway shouting HELLO HELLO and describe my desperate situation. The poor, frightened man scours his garage wall, repeating in a panic, I don’t have anything, I don’t have anything!!! No worries. You go to work. Dee and Deb are on duty. We’ve got it covered.
I turn around and there in the rain walking toward me is a
I don’t make this stuff up. I tell ya, (and I mean NO disrespect), it was like Jesus walking on water to me!!! I say, where’s your net??? He replies that he only does catch and release, smiling at me in the way one would smile at a mentally disturbed person that you feared was about to take your life. I once again explain my situation, he nods, sets down his fishing chair, pole, and tackle box and says I’ll be right back, and brings me a brand new fish net!!! Vincent, the fisherman. Just leave it at the front door when you are done, and he walked into the rain, as mysteriously as he appeared.
By now I have run up the hill twice to let Dee know I found a fisherman with a net, back down to Vincent, and now back up the hill with the net. Dee is on all fours in the sharp rocks under the dense bushes cooing at Baby Kitty. We hatch our plan; she will be the linebacker, keeping Kitty from running toward the street while me and my net are behind the bush, up against the wall. We are dressed like Ninjas in our black yoga pants, two women on all fours, crawling in the bushes. Just want to be certain you have that image in your mind. Dee reaches for Kitty and all goes according to plan - Kitty is captured in the net!
I called Alice to tell her I have a baby for her. She wants to know how do I know it is meant to be her baby, so I tell her story, and add,
Just be happy I didn’t make you take in the unconscious man Dee and found last week.
**the happy ending**